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The only colour that can paint my soul
Clad in the shades of night
Thou reflects the pure of heart
Amidst all the grief this winter unfoldeth
are reft
And now no cause of life to me is left
Grief, seize my soul, for that will still endure
When my craz'd body is consum'd and gone
Bear it
black (black, black, black, black, black, black)
Money talkin' the haters still puzzled
I'm beyond therapy, y'all are beyond troubled
Inside thy light
I hadn't shed a single tear
Ever since I realized
Left alone with grief and empty memories
Cold and dark my soul lies here
I found peace
I lay down my head in deepest sorrow
And feel the emptiness of my soul
Nothing is left but your image
A fading picture is my blackened mind
A black
his temple to adapt
Immune to all this disease
Unconscience, it's therapy
Placebos consumption
Awake, I fall up
The black smoke that i breathe
Black
mother,
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,
Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts
soul to weep
I once dreamed of a tower
Of black ebony stone
Surrounded by three rivers
Flegethon, Acheron and Styx
And blood painted my dreams scarlet
scarlet
Sending my soul to weep
I once dreamed of a tower
Of black ebony stone
Surrounded by three rivers
Flegethon, Acheron and Styx
And blood
I am hatred, seeping blood.
The rain, the flood, the grief.
I am rage becoming flesh.
A dismal, ravaged life.
This is pain, a wall of tears.
of the blood moon, out of his fire
Into the flesh, the living desire
Souls cannot live
Without boundless grief
Sacrificed on Saint Columkill's hill
By ordeal
the crow's black dream
I got a black dream
Back from the land of dead
Now I lay your soul to rest
Guide me through the land of the living
Rightful retribution
got me low
Rest my mind, rest my soul
When I blow, when I blow
Am I wrong, let them know
Feels so right to let things go
Don't think twice, this is
commander of
Armies infinite in
Scale yet unknown to him
Perched atop a crucifix stalking the
Night his crimson cape flows
In the breeze of lost souls
didn't when we cuttin', the feeling would be too strong
In any form, I'm giving you sweet dreams
That Sugar Hill, she call me her sweet thing
That Black
Black arms standing from the ground
Try to catch the fire throught the ice
Ghost are dancing at every breath
all is covered with the tears of death
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine. For the black hills
consist of black souls, souls that already died one thousand deaths.
vain
This pain
This pain that penetrates
It's a fire
Of destruction
It's the fire
Of creation
My grief is aflame, reduced to ashes
My anger's aflame,
didn't when we cuttin', the feeling would be too strong
In any form, I'm giving you sweet dreams
That Sugar Hill, she call me her sweet thing
That Black
Priests of passing dip her down into the black sea.
Nothing will stop my lust to end this grief.
I shall make my way through The Funeral Corridor.
Curse
painfully brew
Lucifers laughter shivers down
Into the gates I slowly drown
Come for my soul I do not wish to
Live, I long for death eternal sleep
Your sex and violence and hate
Your dark matter therapy
So go ahead and treat me like
The black hole (soul)that I am
And go ahead and fill me up
With
radical process
MUD BOUND WORDSOUND GENESIS
Life…Revelation
Revolution in Black Movement
Sleepy hollow shadow notes
Creep thru senses crevices
dark
Through the crypt of Her Lord who so lucidly slept
Benighted.
Exhaling the wail of black widowhood's toll
Waxing eternal night entered Her soul
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