Anthem o’ the Shattered Heart

Just collect what you need and get Yourself gone from here, I know you didn’t come to talk But take back the spear — That you left in my heart last day When we were speaking, And you had the gall to mention All the things that you did.

Take what is yours from mine own house Carry on your way, Do not tarry to talk and drink That don’t make me gay.

Just collect what you need and get Yourself gone from here, Yourself gone from here.

Take what you need and leave this place Speak not falsely with me, You’re just here to show sympathy None o’ that I need. Do not leave your kingdom of joy And stay back for me, The dead can bury themselves well Live your destiny.

When you are done don’t say goodbye Don’t turn towards me, I had lived long years ere meeting you Please just let me be.

Just collect all the things you need — And get thee gone from here, And get thee gone from here.

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