where the banshees live and they do live well
and the children dance to the pipes of pan
where the moon doth rise with a dragon's face
and the prayer of devils fill the midnight sky
and you my love, won't you take my hand
we'll go back in time to that mystic land
where the dew drops cry and the cats meow
i will take you there
i will show you how
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