Ravolture
Ravolture: Unveiling the Golden Sickness of Benevolent Pain
Lyrics
A gifted sickness
A talented malady
Left me blinded
Left me in darkness or confusion
Thought it righteous
Believed it was morally right
I call it kindness
I consider it a form of benevolence
Remiss holds it
Negligence or forgetfulness possesses it
It's gold and shining
It is valuable and radiant
It's all I'm thinkin' of
Constantly on my mind
It will open the way
It will pave the way or provide a solution
Just hurt me softly
Inflict pain on me gently
Just hurt me softly
Repetition emphasizes the plea for gentle suffering
Just hurt me
Reiteration of the desire for pain
Sweet and softly
Pleasant and gently
A voice is calling
A voice is beckoning or summoning
Just throw them away
Simply discard or get rid of them
We won't survive if they stay
We won't endure if they persist
Just hurt me softly
Repetition of the request for gentle pain
Just hurt me softly
Continued emphasis on the desire for gentle suffering
Just hurt me
Reiteration of the plea for pain
Just hurt me softly
Repetition of the request for gentle pain
Just hurt me softly
Repetition reinforces the plea for gentle suffering
Just hurt me
Repetition of the desire for gentle pain
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