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If I remember the night that we metTasted a wine that I'll never forgetOpened the doorway and saw through the lightMotions of movement and I felt delightShe spoke of freedom, "A way in," she said"A wisdom that took me away from the bed"Spoke of the glory that we had becomeI felt forgiven in all I've becomeSmall, tasteless, and forgotHoping to see, blinded like meYou tried to understand, but you're just a manOpen to scorn just like meFailure againTried to pretendWho you were thenWho you are nowHating the lordHating the lordHating the lordHating the lordSmall, tasteless, and forgotHoping to see, blinded like meYou tried to understand, but you're just a manOpen to scorn just like meFailure againTried to pretendWho you were thenWho you are nowHating the lordHating the lordHating the lordHating the lord