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Pour yourself into me, our time approaches
so near, that I sigh. What danger in such an
adorer? We dance and the music dies. We
carry them all away, as we glide through
their lost eyes. You lift me above myself,
with the ghostly lake of your mind. Arise
from your slumber in my arms. Your beauty
took the strength from me. In the meadows
of heaven, we run through the stars.
Romantic in our tastes. We are without
excuse. We burn in our lust. We die in our
eyes and drown in our arms.
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Looking across the way, she yells out loud
got no time today, I'm still stuck in this crowd
pushing them from my face, she isn't far behind
I'll win this human race if I obey the signs
Throw my hands in the air
I'm fucking mad, no one cares
I'd kill them all without a thought
take a bow when I get caught
She's closer now, just a throw away
I cannot slow, I cannot stay
she screams to me, one last chance
I stumble 'round and catch a glance
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Burdens of grief that weigh against me
Aid my tired eyes in their search for pitch
Your kinds heart now pines
For whom the gods love dies young
Wrapped and confounded in a thousand fears
The sadness I present, smiles with tears
Where once I'd loved now lied forlorn beauty
And wars abhorred by mothers
No man lives so poor as he was born
We don't remember pure sensations
Gaze peacefully into the past
I am dust , and to dust I shall return
Belial, Mephisto, both shall burn me up
Devour my sad whimperings
The cutting whip is mine to feel
No symphony in mind to colour my dreams
Poena damni
Sorrow everywhere
Please pray for me
LyricsWhen deep sleep falls on men
Father hold me
I am yours to bear
Ad te
In the play which he has written for the world
Night is the mother of sleep
Old age is a malady of which one dies
Augury of a better age
Sages as far as the beard
Their wounds smelled so sweetly
Temptation, the father of my lust
Chalcedony shines like the new born
Stricken I'd raise my dripping limbs
Splendid was the innocentcs fall
Laugh to scorn would our foe
Amid wars laws are silent
Drop by drop in sleep upon the heart
Falls the labrious memory of pain
In the rich upheavel of vast choirs
Death shall flee from me
Misericordium et judicium
Adhoest pavimento
AD te levavi ocolus meos
Verba mea auribus
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A cruel sleep 'cross our land
All withered and dying
As the[y] fall, the victims
They're dying a sad death
In our land, we lay down
And suffer again
A dark girl 'cross our land
Is pacing. Is preying
And with her, a fever
A marching black fever
No eyes see. No features
Just black form, suffering
You have her sympathy
You have her tears
She tries only to take
All your fears
The pain she feels
When she drinks your soul
Is hers to suffer
LyricsIt is her toll
Believe me, she's helpless
When she curses our [signs "your"?] land
When she swallows light
It's not her hand
Poison awaits when you kiss her
Her heart cries out for you, for me
Untold misery is hers to serve
out for eternity
Out cold. Mankind will stay
forevermore if she gets her way
She can't help it. It's her curse
To sing your pain in her own verse
She is the dark
The nightmares you hide
The pain you feel
The suffering inside
Though she was like you
Through her dark past
But now, the conqueror
Her choirs vast
Oh, please forgive her
As mankind dies
As angels weep
And heaven cries
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If my child should die before me
the sweetness of youth, a smile that sings
eyes alight insanely butchered, perverse drooling
horrific beyond restraint
Lord of the dance, lust is murder for this brave man
high, slaughtering general in a white feathered army
mort knows your name, his, before your time
I'd love to see you suffer, too much to be called a crime
The sweetness of youth, a smile that sings
eyes alight insanely butchered, perverse drooling
you cannot even pray, for you have no god
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What is it you hope for, even though you are dying?
And even though life is closing your tiny eyes
Why did I leave them all?
I should be with them to die in the same place
The pain I think, should go on forever. For always
But no. Not mine. Not now. My life now begins
Call me what you will, but I'll die for no man, at all
My limbs and the life that spreads from them
Cross my path and you'll suffer like no man before, at all
What I hunger for, is the trial of God
For just two winters only did we live for
My God. What have you become? Dear, dear lord
We could have changed the world, had you been here with me.
Right now
Held you in my arms. In my arms, my love
Jesus wept so man could live forever on earth. In peace
But my tears. They fall for you. Only you
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Your bloodied body is what I cling to. In
powerful rain, they laid their heads to
die. Let your dark, thirsty eyes drink deep the
sights of me. It's sad that, in our blindness, we
gather thorns for flowers. Your river holds a
feast of danger. The suffering you have had to
bear. I'd die for that moment one more time.
The loved one falls below your ideals.
Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. The
brave lick their sickening lips. Rigid, handsome
and a poet. A king in his passionate castle.
Where now? Feed me! Hold me! Save me! Save
yourself! Where now? Which way? Dear god,
show me. Take your own. Struggle free! Arise!
You're Ruined! Stand down! Your kin, piled
thick around you. Save yourself!
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Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
and maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
and how she gave me life and how she made it end
some velvet morning when I'm straight
Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
and maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
and how she gave me life and how she made it end
some velvet morning when I'm straight
Flowers are the things we knew
secrets are the things we grew
learn from us very much
look at us, but do not touch
Phaedra is my name
Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
and maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
Lyricsand how she gave me life and how she made it end
some velvet morning when I'm straight
9. Roads
Can't anybody see? you've got a war to fight
never found our way, regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong?
from this moment, how can it feel this wrong?
Storm in the morning light, I feel
no more can I say, frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side and surely that ain't right
and surely that ain't right
Can't anybody see? you've got a war to fight
never found our way, regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong?
from this moment, how can it feel this wrong?
Can't anybody see? you've got a war to fight
never found our way, regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong?
from this moment, how can it feel this wrong?
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Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Storm.. in the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
And surely that ain't right
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
[INSTRUMENTAL]
How can it feel, this wrong
This moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
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I will be here for you
All I want is you
When I see your face
All the Angels are shamed
Lay with me beauty
Feel me close to you
Take my hand to you
Touch you softly. Your warm skin
Cover me with you
Over me under you
Pull me in to you
As one we lay entwined
All I ever wanted
I have, I need never wish again
You are heaven sent
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