All hopes and hungering
Less than love, of brute desire
Yet your life goes on
I give in to the flesh
Nightscope on candle light
I feast upon the soul
Then you to start to realise
And no more whisperings
Intoxicate the night
Entice the desperate
With merchant lights
I can wade into the rain
Lust greed and sky
Once the moon illuminates
Can never die
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