Rite of Spring
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You take my hand
We walk through the fields of agony
And the black birds sing
A funeral march symphony
For the last time
Do not fear the death
Struck by the sun
Hold my cold hands
This is our last dance
The moon is dead now
For the last time
Rite of spring