Metastophaliese

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Exuma - Rock, Folk

Metastophaliese

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I summon thee And I call to thee I set thee free Metastophaliese Birds fly too soon the they day To live again, once again Metastophaliese Hi-de-hi [?], I hide the day I hide the night When it is time I hide thee away Metastophaliese In the crossroads I do sit In the dirt I spit my spit You are me and I am you Come in the form of a comely young youth Not as a fierce ferocious brute I suck your juice and eat your fruit Your blood is my blood My skin is your skin Come, cut me and I bleed, Metastophaliese You are my kin, my, your sin is my sin Come thee! Come to me, Metastophaliese Metastophaliese Oh, great one, old and son [?] There is none compared to thee Metastophaliese

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  • Exuma