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Vox Corporis
The beast to the beast is calling,And the soul bends down to wait; Like the stealthy lord of the jungle,The white man calls his mate. The beast to the beast is calling,They rush through the twilight1 sweet, But the soul is a wary2 hunter,He will not let them meet. |
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