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Sarah Dougher
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Ode 2
Fight for sisters hovering over us Do you hear us Do you hear us In your round there is singing In your round there is dancing But not for joy Not joy Not joy In your round there is salt tears and cries of bitter pain Your wing shadow dark in the sky The sky You ministers of justice, who must be payed in blood Won't you release Orestes Release Orestes Were starred him to sanity Removed from his memory It's some uncontrollably frenzy This uncontrollable frenzy He is the son of Agamemnon Agamemnon Poor poor Orestes Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com What troubles what do You brought upon yourself when he entered the underground chamber at the center of the earth And dare to a trust the oracle of Apollo What is this bloodsoaked quarrel that compells you Orestes What fainters your to strings of your mothers blood Corsing through the halls of the house of Atreus And driving you mad And driving you mad We grief grief for Orestes Grief Grief Grief There is no happines so selcure, it may not be dashed like a flimsy sinking ship On the vicious box of necessity The line of Tantalus was great in deed What other house should i reveal, if not the line that sprang from the marrige of Tantalus with the divine Tantalus with the divine
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