.Black sheep boy,
blue-eyed charmer,
head hanging with horns
from your father.
Oh,
in a cold little mirror you were grown,
by a black little wind you were blown,
alone, alone, alone.
Cold smile on your lips,
you shake and shiver.
Some animal sips where the rive.
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