Oh my..oh my..oh je ..mah golly,
Heaven ablaze in our eyes
We're standing still in time
The blood on our hands is the wine
We offer as sacrifice
Come on, and show them
Singkamas @ talong, sigarilyas @ mani..very yummy to our tummy
The times be jolly, the days be filled with melancholy,
For from street to street, from tree lined path to tree lined path,
There it must be reveled that le dame bleue has partaken of such mindful melody
Over there yonder where windows open , there comes in breeze of ocean with parting sweet
For eyes are filled with water upon the bosom of brow, that falls to perched smiles in heaven's way
Let man and woman be filled with gaiety , dance and make merry to the tune of music.
For once there was dark brevity in this land of ewok, but now freed with the passing of ol' lancelot.
Freed, is he, the lord of charing for whom lady Guenevere's bells tolls, is now free.
For the dungeon that was a cage was opened, so there he walks free, this lord she mentions with her hat,
Is not a man, not ewok, not sith of old, but nothing more than a silly funny cat.
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tyahaha
sundoging si ikawwey
but oh how i loveth thee
let thy sunneth come on meh
coz i was poorly boRn on th€ top
of the mountain
cherish by the lovey of thy thunder
thrilling² waves of life is always mine
oh my dovey ohy mah lovey
here§ my crie§ to thee
where§ d light?
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