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letra de story of lot - årabrot

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this oil may make my face shine
but it’s wine that maketh glad the heart of man
so i drink my wine with a merry heart
keep pouring them rounds and i’ll keep drinking them down

i heard: flee to the mountains or you’ll be swept away
i see them foxes lay in wait
but still i drink my wine with a buoyant heart
keep pouring them rounds and i’ll keep drinking them down

as brooks flow into streams, streams flow into rivers
and rivers run into the sea
i drink my wine merrily!
keep pouring them rounds and i’ll keep drinking them down

ah, the cold and sober contentment
even the appet-te of bimanous monkeys
cannot rival my heavenly thirst
i drink, i drink, oh i am accursed

agla, you did well preserving
but i saw your eye between the blade and the staff
agla burns, divine star
keep pouring them rounds and i’ll keep drinking them down

hail ixon and hail sisyphus
i raise my gl-ss in ode
to the great liver of prometheus
keep pouring them rounds and i’ll keep drinking them down

i praise the king of thebes who saw two suns
i praise jesus, the straight path
who saves us from the impious circular labyrinth
keep pouring them rounds and i’ll keep drinking them down

two-faced j-n-s watching twilights and dawns
your wine lend horror to my dreams
you lend horror to my waking
keep pouring them rounds and i’ll keep drinking them down

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