You want the goddessand her temple doors opento let you inside Be forewarned, seeker,the goddess always demandsbloody sacrifice ©
she can love a saint she can love a murderer she can love a ghost in love she's otherworldly a woman in love is God ©
Through each trial of life,Hope, I have believed in youYet now, I've lost my oars…So when the time comesand the waters inundate me,Hope, be the boatman, get me throughHope, be the boatman, get me through
she flows through the pain takes each boulder in her stride rain nor hail nor sleetcan change the dark river's courseher power's beyond them all ©
Thus spake the Lord,all the Garden shall rejoicein thine happinessbut e'en flowers turn their eyes when they see thee suffering ©
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