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Far in the land God forgot Glimmers the lure of your trail; Still in your lust are you taught Even to win is to fail. Still you must follow and fight Under the vampire wing; There in the long, long night Hoping and vanquishing.

Husbandman of the Wild, Reaping a barren gain; Scourged by desire, reconciled Unto disaster and pain; These, my songs, are for you, You who are seared with the brand. God knows I have tried to be true; Please God you will understand.