The day is withering Broken by the weight of the tide All shadows past Grow longer Till they smother light and leave no trace For evidence And the final light has fallen silent to me resurrection follows [of these] Leave this among the dreams dreamt Of love shared Of gods challenged In victory of the mortal chains Snatched away In the attempt All the little children All dressed in black With their darkened eyes And holy artifacts Mamas watch your babies Keep them safe and sound Don't let them play in graveyards Don't let them find this out You may be sorry You may be sorry Babe purarities speaking Are rising from their mouths It must be the devil Making these horrid sounds Speak no evil, baby Your daddy told you twice Don't be so short of free Lost only in the night You may be sorry You may be sorry Powdered cheeks and perfumed skin The midnight cold corrosion my destined fingers wander Sent by old... explosion [comes heralding cold to beat] Another hand to feed like fish within the net Like babies cold in sleep Caught in sleep [spoken] destined... pebbles... let me fall quickly into sin in turn...rain on my warriors... let thunder cry out lies and decayed vagrancy ...on my thinning lips... You may be sorry You may be sorry May be sorry Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com