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I strike the bell, I light the flame

There is no grace, there is no guilt

This is the law.

Do what thou wilt

Love is the law, love is the law

Love under will and that’s all

Love is the law, love is the law

Love under will and that’s all

Behold this bleeding breast of mine

Gashed with the sacramental sign

I strike the bell, I light the flame

There is no grace.

There is no guilt

This is the law.

Do what thou wilt

Love is the law, love is the law

Love under will and that’s all

Love is the law, love is the law

Love under will and that’s all

Bring me through midnight, to the sun

Love is the law, love is the law

Love under will and that’s all

Love is the law, love is the law

Love under will and that’s all