Crashing down, Bring me through midnight to the Sun! Open window, new magic wand. With mirth I go forth, one look in the mirror, to do my pleasure on earth. One the crown of all the ten, green-eyed and writhing in the head, Holy Thy name, undefiled! Thy reign is come; Thy will is done. Ashes to ashes to new magic wand. Will be done.
The villainy you teach me I will execute—and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
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