Lyrics:
the slumber
Not even an umber
You are convinced
You dont wonder
So still is the slumber
You are convinced
By the bedside
Every night hands folded up
As i
The time is near
You are not here
Blinded eyes
Blame the skies
Lying world
Full of scorn
Will be devoured
By its void
Black horsemen of Apocalypse
the birds are at rest
The wandering dews by the flow'rs are caressed
Slumber, my darling, I'll wrap thee up warm
And pray that the angels will shield thee
I'm just trying to do the best I can.
If you don't approve that's just too bad.
I'll get by somehow,
While you watch from your ivory tower.
See,
of them
What the daylight scorns
The night embraces
And I go looking for what I
Want in the wrong places
Unfathomable
It seems that all I really
OF THE FLESH AND DEVIL
Crimson night
Faceless evil lies, waiting to be born
Daylight sacrifice
Rise to scorn
Black flame, fiery eyes, final end,
reach, till I know why
When the spring comes by I'm gonna get real green
If the dogs come by I'm gonna get real mean
On windy days, I'll bend and lean
me in jail
But I'm free from the chain gang now
All the years I was known by a number
Were just years that I spent without slumber
After long years
Deep in the darkness slumber
Endless sleep
Nothing moves inside my funeral suite
I feel the sun slip down as hunger strikes
Waking like being born
then can forget the colors I constantly wither to a comatose grey.
Where scorn and sorrow can be fetishized and reluctance gluttonized.
Assaulted
On a winter's night, stars are cold and bright in the sky,
The slumber of the earth is pure and deep
From a distant wood, drifts the echo of a beast
Lay down your head, sleepy boy
Lay down your head and slumber
Now close your eyes, go to sleep little boy
Won't you lay down your head, sleepy boy
This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories
Ooh oh oh ooh,
My visitor, With seeming difference, Withholds her visitations until dark. She scorns a gift for mattresses and gowns
To make a racking bed inside
by the moonlit sweep
Into slumbers gentle keep
Gently close your sleepy eyes
Drift away where dreams arise
In a peaceful realm so deep
Into slumbers
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort
the endless scorn.
The death trace is not easy to hide.
Murder, closer to my trial.
I need to end is take it out of my mind, but I’m still alive.
Burned by
trampling down creation Unable to accept their unimportance insignificance Their insignificance Prospecting vindication for existing misery Scorn this
The days blow by in agile moments of clarity
and blind despair.
With rage so thick it's bittersweet to see a smile
come through here and there.
You
The blues will slumber
We'll have their number
Let's kiss and make up
Come on, let's wake up
For I need you and you need me
Let's kiss and make up
No
mate
Sparrow in the treetop, sparrow in the treetop
Scared of goin' home because it's too darn late
Don't look at me, sweetheart, with scorn in your
all up under your bed
If you just might pinch a little loaf in your slumber
The fbi gonna get your number
The fbi
Gonna get your number
The fbi
Gonna
a bitch
Afterparty with my niggas slumber party with your bitch
Finna hit the lick, 10 56, takin' sips, let the syrup sit
Let it get the mix, everyday we
Death is an easy way out
Life is harder to bare
The slumber of painless still
The nothingness takes all
Peace and silence
Absolute truth
Truth
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