I know you Michael
The kind man suffering from homelessness and addiction
Who kept me from giving up on everything
When I was just insane and godless and sinfully non-self-aware
I remember you Michael
You're like the archangel you're named for
But you're even holier, Michael
Your day will come
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Sitting on the floor in a sparse one-room apartment
Beside all of you, cramped, with barely any space
You're all here and I can hear you laughing
In all the World Tree this is the best place
The point of life is friendship
The point of life is each other
I don't want a fancy anything
I just want to be around people who want me
Keep the gold plates, keep the rubies
Keep the fantasy clothes and the tapestries
Just give me people to laugh with
And cry and rant and scream with
Just give me people to talk with
And sing and dance badly and whisper with
And I don't care if we're off key
This is the most alive I could possibly be
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Anything can seem beautiful
If you say it in a way that’s beautiful
Your sickly sun tells us to run
Your mother goddess screams for carnage
Anything can seem destiny
Even if it’s just cowardly
Your faded light tells you to fight
Your mother goddess with hate’s varnish
Anything can seem transcendental
Even if it’s just ornamental
Anyone can say they fight to be free
While putting others in slavery
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You declare yourself the champion of the gods
Draped in gold, you think you beat the odds
While all that’s truly sacred is shackled by your hatred
You declare yourself the champion of the gods
You think the earth and sky and waters are
Yours to drive all through with your large car
While all who seek the gnosis are told they have psychosis
You think the earth and sky and waters are
Yours
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Anything can seem rational
If you keep the education from us all
Your history’s a fake story
Your mother goddess is merciless
Anything can seem set in stone
Even if there’s something deeper than our bones
Your pageantry is quite funny
Your mother goddess does not impress
Anything can seem like honesty
If you repeat it regularly
Anyone can say they fight to be free
While putting others in slavery
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You declare yourself the champion of the gods
Draped in gold, you think you beat the odds
While all that’s truly sacred is shackled by your hatred
You declare yourself the champion of the gods
You think the earth and sky and waters are
Yours to drive all through with your large car
While all who seek the gnosis are told they have psychosis
You think the earth and sky and waters are
Yours
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I’d rather die than place my love in chains
And my death will unearth the remains
So if you want to punish me
Think of what that punishment would be
I’d rather die than place my love in chains
I don’t want power for my curse-kind self
I don’t want your power for myself
I want all mothers to unite
With their children who they love so bright
I don’t want power for my curse-kind self
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You declare yourself the champion of the gods
Draped in gold, you think you beat the odds
While all that’s truly sacred is shackled by your hatred
You declare yourself the champion of the gods
You think the earth and sky and waters are
Yours to drive all through with your large car
While all who seek the gnosis are told they have psychosis
You think the earth and sky and waters are
Yours
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Anyone can say they fight to be free
While putting others in slavery
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I tread through the Forest deep
The creatures in it do not sleep
I tread through the Forest deep
The ancient ghosts they wail and weep
Suddenly I see you there
Your searching eyes and beauty rare
Suddenly I see you there
You’re softly floating in the air
——— Willow, Willow, Will-o’-wisp
In the nighttime air so crisp
Be the eerie luring glow
That guides me to the bog so slow
Willow, Willow, beautiful
For your eyes I’d risk it all
Bewitchedly I would go
To all you seek and all you know
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I know I go to my doom
I’ve seen the milk-white blossoms bloom
I know I go to my doom
But for tonight I’ll be your groom
For your form is poetry
As you weave deftly through the trees
For your form is poetry
In all your solemn artistry
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Willow, Willow, Will-o’-wisp
In the nighttime air so crisp
Be the eerie luring glow
That guides me to the bog so slow
Willow, Willow, beautiful
For your eyes I’d risk it all
Bewitchedly I would go
To all you seek and all you know
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Am I foolish? Am I brave?
I do not know but this I crave
Am I foolish? Am I brave?
For your love, I’d go to my grave
Even if I cease to be
For tonight I am set free
Even if I cease to be
That’s worth ethereal beauty
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Willow, Willow, Will-o’-wisp
In the nighttime air so crisp
Be the eerie luring glow
That guides me to the bog so slow
Willow, Willow, beautiful
For your eyes I’d risk it all
Bewitchedly I would go
To all you seek and all you know
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As I fade I see your smile
And that makes all of this worthwhile
As I fade I see your smile
Will-o’-wisp I love all your guile
Your eyes shine in harsh bloodlust
And as I fade I still have trust
Your eyes shine in harsh bloodlust
Though what you do is what you must
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Willow, Willow, Will-o’-wisp
In the nighttime air so crisp
Be the eerie luring glow
That guides me to the bog so slow
Willow, Willow, beautiful
For your eyes I’d risk it all
Bewitchedly I would go
To all you seek and all you know
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