The Scarlet Mark
Felix Culpa
Oh, the shining scarlet mark There you were on the stone slab dark You knew from the very first How you would receive nothing but the worst In deadened blows that came You saved me from myself again How the frigid mass of winter’s bone Came down while on the royal throne
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