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Ancient scrip of loss
scribe of the lost
Sacriton
Horairi
how could you do that to me
Amtheus's grace
I've come home - I'm so cold
They told me I was going
Out on the wily windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
to lose the fight
Had a temper like my jealousy
Too hot - too greedy
Let me in your window
Leave behind Wuthering Heights
How could you leave me
When I needed to possess you
Heathcliff - it's me it's Cathy
I hated you - I loved you too
Bad dreams in the night
always'hung
ry