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EVEN Eve
EVEN EVE
EVEN Eve I die
And the conquest of the turn
Makes them smile
Give me three days like my Christ
I shall rise
Not of strength of arm
Nor word of mouth
Nor steel-like strength
Of man that fail
But I do know
That for three days
I shall but die
Oh, yes, it's near
But after that
I shall arise.
EVEN Eve I die
And the conquest of the turn
Makes them smile
Give me three days like my Christ
I shall rise
Not of strength of arm
Nor word of mouth
Nor steel-like strength
Of man that fail
But I do know
That for three days
I shall but die
Oh, yes, it's near
But after that
I shall arise.
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EVEN Eve
EVEN Eve
