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Fourteen Autumns & Fifteen Winters (The Twilight Sad) · Dancemania Winters (Hutchinson, Hutch) · It's Now Winters Day [Bonus Track] (Tommy Roe) · Fourteen Autumns & Fifteen Winters (The Twilight Sad) · It's Now Winters Day (Tommy Roe) · Age of Winters (The Sword) · Age of Winters (The Sword) · On a Winters Evening (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dancemania Winters, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Age of Winters/Gods of the Earth (The Sword) – and 90 other albums »


eternity
Season of the damned [dead]

Rivers of fear run cold
Ice castle formation
Frozen tears escape eternal frost

Forbidden land of sorrow
to the river
He looked her dead in the eyes
He could feel her trembling hands
They made love by the river
And they held o tight
To those memory making
of dead 
Bloody winter coming 
Rivers running red 

I don't wanna crawl 'cross your killing floor 

seen a lot of sin 
Seen a lot of cold 
All I ever wanted
through the brain
The manic depressive goes insane
Goin' wild
Goin' wild

Desperate anger hits the streets
By the foul smelling river by the meat
And still the pennies earned

The blood stained windows of night


It's always Christmas here for my dead of winter
I gaze into the [nursery?/rosary?]

I
and the
Blind staggers.

I was given up for lost and dead about 2 dozen times.
Struck by lightning, struck by Congress, struck
By friends and kinfolks, as well
the family's mostly dead
They took her baby at the age of 13
Left her livin' in the days when Lilly was queen
Lilly Pearl, did you ever name your baby?
Lilly
the north wind blow
To go on down where that sweet soda river flow
Well you better think twice on it Jack
You're better off buyin' a shotgun dead off
There are those 
Spend the night 
Under bridges 
Over by the river 

Down in the park 
Through the winter 
But there's a house 
That I know
Through the garden,
To the river,
In the valley by the sea
Show me all the scars that show
And tears will make love grow

Sing the smilin' last happy
Shame on you

I go down to Chicano city park because it makes me feel so fine
When the weeds go down you can see up close in the dead of the winter
Shame on you

I go down to Chicano city park because it makes me feel so fine
When the weeds go down you can see up close in the dead of the winter
And the ruthless strife for a grip on life that only the sourdough knows!
North by the compass, North I pressed; river and peak and plain
Passed like a dream I
I was longing to be wooed
I was ready to be humbled
By the words that you had written
By the syllables you mumbled
Yeah, I was ready in my heart
There are those, spend the night
Under bridges
Over by the river, down in the park
Through the winter
But there's a house that I know
Safe
And replaced the Ten Commandments with something I wrote?   
The world warfare ended some thousands of years ago by
The rapper Lord Infamous ScareCrow
did hang 
13 at a time for Jesus and his gang. 
We are the ones you had to dehumanize, 
So your murder and greed could be justified. 

The belly
I remember you down by the river
We made love in the dead of winter

And those crows and fields
Yeah we set them all on fire
But there was nothing
Shame on you

I go down to Chicano city park because it makes me feel so fine
When the weeds go down you can see up close in the dead of the winter
Shame on you

I go down to Chicano city park because it makes me feel so fine
When the weeds go down you can see up close in the dead of the winter
Lost; I thought you were lost? I keep on hiding from this Winter is moving east towards New Jersey will encompass A harbored glacier ice storm Now no
I pace, alone
In a place for the dead
Overcome by woe
And here, I've grown
So fond of dread
That I swear it's heaven

Oh sweet Mary,
Dressed
been thinking too much of you.

Last snowfall left splinters 
And some winters never end, neither wane nor wear.
And sunshine is like lovers
the levy while the stubborn rivers rise and feel this
I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees instead of dead serenity
God damn must have remembered
younger brothers what it is to be a man
By tearing up the party when the mic is in my hand
This is what you call a winter/spring/summer jam
Fall into