Doors
Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan
To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate
With thought that all who enter, beast or man,
Consider on return to prior state
To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate
As round some most circuitous of plod
Consider on return to prior state
Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god
As round some most circuitous of plod
Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate
Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god
Full confident that choice comes never late
Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate
With thought that all who enter, beast or man,
Full confident that choice comes never late
Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan
Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan
To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate
With thought that all who enter, beast or man,
Consider on return to prior state
To there present sweet choice from temptress Fate
As round some most circuitous of plod
Consider on return to prior state
Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god
As round some most circuitous of plod
Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate
Fine-tuned upon the harp of muses’ god
Full confident that choice comes never late
Would ever then arrive at passion’s spate
With thought that all who enter, beast or man,
Full confident that choice comes never late
Revolving on some well-oiled schemed-up plan
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