If you will go out tonight
Into streets that stink of shame,
Take me along, so I'll sing you a song,
Of terrible beauty and unknown name.
Into streets that stink of shame,
And shrink back into their own shadows;
Let us then run, with wild abandon,
As the moon fattens and grows.
Take me along, so I'll sing you a song,
That hides the million scars I make;
Love me not, for love is fraught
With the untold cry of soulless ache.
Of terrible beauty and unknown name,
The song resounds through the speechless sky;
It speaks of you, and of me too,
Now that we are left to die.
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