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 Sconfitta by William Blake


 

 

Step lightly now into thy own dark way

Go where thy will

Put away your toys, hopes and dreams

The radio is no use to thee now

Heaven or hell awaits thee or

A detour will keep thy soul

In some church or purgatory

Until the king of light makes up his mind

Step lightly now into thy own dark way

Go where thy will

Death as a thief lights upon us

Do not bring a friend

Leave behind

Woman, sun and flowers

Death steps in like light

Out of darkness.