I've had no spring, no asks, and no end
This body, above the light radiant
When novel passions send solicitors
Swept out the dark lust sweet passing
And there is no end to deal without curse
And blessed with sorrow the true source is
We're alive inside the universe
Where love and knowledge flow out innocent
The key of joy is:

(whispered) Disobedience

[Heavy Part]
[Your guess is as good as mine]

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?? and the acts of sin
Why!?

[same as above]