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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
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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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