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The wind doth blow today my love, a few small drops of rain
I never had but one true love, in cold clay she is laid
I ll do as much for my true love, as any young man may
I ll sit and mourn upon her grave for twelve months and a day

The twelve-month and the day being gone a voice came from the deep
Who is it sits all on my grave and will not let me sleep?
Tis I, tis I, thine own true love who sits upon your grave
I crave a kiss from your sweet lips for that is all I seek

When shall we come together again
When shall we meet again, sweetheart?
When the autumn leaves that fall from the trees
Are green and rise up again

A kiss you crave from my cold lips, but my breath is earthly strong
One kiss of my cold clay lips and your time would not be long
My time be long, my time be short, tomorrow or today
May gods or devils have my soul but I ll kiss your lips of clay

See down in the garden green where we used to walk
The sweetest flower that ever I saw is withered to a stalk

The stalk has withered dry my love, so will our hearts decay
I ll make myself content my love, till death calls me away

I´ m an outcast on the path of rebound
Everything is frail, I desolate, crush and burn
I have chosen darkness to be my guide
War is in my heart, death is by my side

Chorus
Warheat! No remains from compassion or love
Warheat! Hate your fellow as yourself

A plain morning

It is yet to be determined,
but the air is thick,
& my hope is feeling worn.
I m missing home,
& I m glad you re not a part of this,
there are parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone...

Tak mi chce samotność

Znam Cię
Duchu mój ze słodką mordką.
Zawsze bawisz się.
Bawiąc mnie pod kołdrą.
Znam Cię, duchu mój
Z łóżka nocnej bajki.
Kiedy oczy śpią.
Szepczę Ci - sezamie otwórz się.
...Droga wiedzie przez gąszcz.
Życiem ciepłą dolinę.
Skarby są...

Wyrok

Fundament ciała wyżera mdła krew
Krzesło na kołach pomaga ci trwać
Świat okiem karła przerasta twój gniew
Ból nie pozwala wstać

Słabe gatunki skazano na rzeź
Kat w tępym ostrzu przewidział twój los
W pomruku nocy dopadnie jak zwierz
By wyrwać z ciebie głos

Zanim wrośniesz w runo...

Magical

Up in the attic where the skeletons hide
We all live in fear of the door and what s behind
A door you dare not open, cause what you ll find
A close encounter of the sexual kind
Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun

Batten down,...