Devil find me, look upon my soul and tell me which you cannot;
that its yours.
And angel, you angel, come and see into me and tell why so I am fit to endure that which the devil does embrace.
Answer this, try.
And when its so, take blame;
for it is the immortal fault.
Chide me for the shape of my soul,
but do not condemn me for its existence.
that its yours.
And angel, you angel, come and see into me and tell why so I am fit to endure that which the devil does embrace.
Answer this, try.
And when its so, take blame;
for it is the immortal fault.
Chide me for the shape of my soul,
but do not condemn me for its existence.
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