Northern Lite

Northern Lite - The Sick Rose lyrics

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O Rose, thou art sick!

The invisible worm

That flies in the night,

In the howling storm:



Has found out thy bed

Of crimson joy:

And his dark secret love

Does thy life destroy
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Language: English

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