Into my life, the ones which they so cajoled;

Release unto me, the devil within;

Into my world, from where therein,

They so control which I perceive;

They so convey all that I conceive;

They so command every moment I breathe;

They so contain that which I achieve;

Unto me, I want to unfold,

All which I lost, all that was told?

Unto me, open which is blindfold,

All which is inebriated, to which I am consoled;

Of love, one that I before have experienced,

Of now, one that is surely distanced;

Of once, one that has been silenced,

Of one, now will be balanced;

So Release unto me, that which I belong,

Unto my throne, rose above my throng;

So Release Unto Me, that which is erelong,
Unto which what was right, and now turned wrong

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