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No longer I was breathing
No more bleeding
Inside the urn
Under a soil and black stone
Under a soil and black stone

And I was listening
And felt no
Dusted in snow kissed by fuel emissions and dog ejaculation
Soil fused to feathers
Soil fused to the body
Less than a statistic, so are we
This rave masquerade
Of sophisticated vampires
They stride between earthworms
Entrance the soil
They edge along pavements
Intoxicated vampires
Gonna plant my love in another field
With no rocks beneath the soil
The only way a new life can be found
Is by breaking new ground

of forgotten love
I want to know if a soul will show to grow
Grow in my garden
Sow up the hardened soil of forgotten love

Some days have passed me by
I'm still
She told me "never bend back"
That Nikki Nikki Nack
Turn her around and spit on her back
We said we wouldn't let 'em take our soil
We said we
break the soft new ground
Penetrating icebergs
And their crests are dawning
By her freezings and thawings
The roses that lay in memoriam
They, they
the spirits of enterprise

Winter enclosure

Peaceful exploitations of deadly words
Soil is pulsating
Transmitted by the sweetest smile
Her beam embraces
Blissfully awaken from tarnished soil
Resurrected, infected degenerate toil
No longer restrained by corporeal chains
Soul charged, but cold, numb
from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too
Oh, we'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip
Of the rare old Mountain Dew

Hi di-diddly-idle-um
torches for those nine in the circle
Surrounded by nine shadows for nine souls
In the middle, an altar of fire, soil, water and wind
Look, and behold
Sown with peasant lies
Burden carried by
Darkness and a hell of chaos
Violence upon the soil of sorrow
Hellspawned and eternal fire
On the bloodred fiels of forthcoming terror

Possessed by
troops ride
Surrounding the realms of cursed kingdoms
Breeding the havoc of the wolfen lord
Battle steeds march and scream
Ruled by the code
the Hammer

A long and narrow kingdom
Ruled by trinity
From stormy mountain tops covered with snow
We behold the kingdom of the Hammer

We ride along

Furry, green, mole
In a furry, green, hole.
It's a furry, green, atom bowl.


Verdigris, verdigris.
Verdigris, verdigris.
Wise words from the departing
Eat your greens, especially broccoli
Remember to say "thank you" for the things you haven't had
By working the soil
Welcome, to a world of hate
A life of buried dreams
Smothered, by the soils of fate
Welcome, to a world of pain
Bitterness your only wealth
All quiet on the Western Front, nobody saw
A youth asleep in the foreign soil, planted by the war
Feel the pulse of human blood pouring forth
another spring,
Green leaves and of berries,
Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by
Mother bird eating cherries.

In the misty tangled sky
Fast a wind is
torches for those nine in the circle
Surrounded by nine shadows for nine souls
In the middle, an altar of fire, soil, water and wind
Look, and behold
So imminently visible, this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structure chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds
Within these darkest walls.
As I write these lines.
In this domain of decay.
Words fall on the soil beneath.
Enfold, embrace, besiege, swathe.
And I would marvel at her beauty, playing through the rain. The coffin is beautifully engraved. Stained by soil, symbols of death. All of which are stared
Shades are rising above my head
Voices whisper a name
A coat of ice is covering me
A breath of decay drifts away

"The soil is your father, don't try