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Najlepsze Z Dobrych: Best of Varius Manx (Varius Manx) · The Long Black Veil (The Chieftains) · The Long Black Veil (The Chieftains) · Black Veil Brides (Black Veil Brides) · Black Veil Brides [Only @ Best Buy] (Black Veil Brides) · Black Veil Brides [LP] (Black Veil Brides) · Harry Who?: A Tribute to Harry Warren (Jay Clayton) · So Long Harry Truman (Danny O'Keefe) · So Long Harry Truman (Danny O'Keefe) · Within the Veil (Fear of God) – and 90 other albums »


pain
To the sunrise to east
I'll leave my grief

To the stars shine
Casting my eyes by the long nights
Blessed I was
To rest then
Inside the urn
Under
who ran, looked a lot like me

She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody
as black as her ghastly veil 
As cold as her whisper and chilling gown 

No corridors of life and beauty 
These enchanted halls are stained with
Tana's by the Troubadour
Harry Dean singing Oh Danny Boy
After hours at the Overpass
Hour after hour at the Overpass

I went looking for Warren
Your excuses all grow stale
Until you see the lady in the long black veil
And every violin in the world is playing your song
But theyæ?®e playing it all
And who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black eyed daughter
Bess the landlord's daughter
Plaiting a dark red love knot
Into her long black
turned to ashes
Only blackened bricks remained
And sixteen stately Doric columns
There beneath a veil of gray

And it's a long and slow surrender
On the outs I lace up, the world I face up
To score on anybody, its war on everybody
The new guys come in blood shot between the eyes
As long
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]

Your time has come the full moon's in the air
Hear the cry of the jackal in the hills
Scent of smoke fills your nostrils
black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

By alfred noyes and phil ochs
the long-dead tongues,
There is the gleam of blackened steel in the flickering torchlight,
And I embrace the balm of sublime forgetfulness...
By the blaze
Your misery is worn as a veil
To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind
In place of Eve a bitter parody hails
Daggers from the swagger
Your misery is worn as a veil
To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind
In place of eve a bitter parody hails
Daggers from the swagger
Infecting our youth,
Change will commend
Arrests were made,

Weed is slowly criminalized
State by state officials were terrified
Mostly minorities that
long black hair

"One kiss my bonny sweetheart
I'm after a prize tonight
But I should be back with the yellow gold
Before the morning light
Yet if
long black hair.

"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet
America gone plastic 

And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth 
He's hitching himself way down south 
To learn a little black and blues 
From old
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer pinky
black
nether-skies.
Shadows stalk the viscid gloom, (beware the) blades of the assassins,
The call of Ul-Yeh in the air, the crystal skull is
dying, my flesh rent by weapons no human ever forged or wielded, I
am beckoned forward by a strange, alluring force from beyond the veil of
swirling
of April
Over the waves she rode
Sailing into tomorrow
To a golden age foretold

The night was black with starlight
The seas were sharp and clear
Moving
The Demons ring the Sabbath bells
Rejoice the witches chant
Preper the sacrifice - by fire
The blood runs black through heavens shell
Declare the witches
and fake like a killer
With a long black Cack like a small-time dope dealer
Diamonds on my finger and women at my feet
A house that I don't own and no
to fail
Then he broke down in a breakdown, now she wears a long black veil.
And she stands out in the midnight in the moonlight all aglow
She prays
Southern trees, bare us strange fruit
Blood on the leaves, blood at the roots
Black bodies swingin', in the southern breeze
All that strange fruit