I was angry with my friend I told my wrath, my wrath did end I was angry with my foe I told it not, my wrath did grow And I watered it in fears Night
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: I was angry with my friend I told my wrath, my wrath did end I was angry with my foe I told it not, my wrath did grow And I watered it in fears Night