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Silence before the storm
Broken by the wind chimes
Wall cloud comin' in
Pushin' out the sunshine
From the panhandle of Oklahoma
To the Corn Belt

A structure that transcends
Where we end

Now the pipe is gone where we dropped the stone
Where the notes rang down in descending tones
And the cellar

On and On

Pete Rock

Mecca and the Soul Brother

1992

can never be the man can I tell ya 
Visualize and memorize him in a cellar 

Well tally ho, pip-pip, my fam's gonna catch a fit 
My father lookin'

fits the corn
Coquard is not awkward
But hard not to guard
The rule of two becomes three
The Müller flies the cellar
From what becomes the Keller

fits the corn
Coquard is not awkward
But hard not to guard
The rule of two becomes three
The Müller flies the cellar
From what becomes the Keller

the windows
Storm is howling
Rain is falling voices calling
Go the other way
To the cellar to the dark
Hidden spaces, secret places
Every way turn your eyes

bitter, with each passing year
The cellar air is turning stale, even when it still seems clear

Is it strange it always seems to rain, when there are no

She's a storm away
From collapse they say
A grave made from her cellar

They left her
They left her on her own
To die slowly
Die slowly on the moor
But

the time on a storm cloud baby
Between my highs and lows.
Your love feels like a carousel
Round and round, here I go

I've found it hard to take off my blue

Born in a storm
In the first days of the war
Weapon of choice
You are what we fight for
You learn to smile
Despite our tears
Bearer of hope
Javelina

you scream
Than send your holy locust
And boil the fucking oceans

I stayed awake to face the storm
For just a taste of lightnings lore
Now listen to me

shadow 
Thrown upon damp cellar walls 
Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled 

Thirteen Winter solstices had shown 
Her path,

love
In peace
Storm on the horizon
Bearing down on me
Wish I could lock my heart in the cellar with a summer breeze
Curled up in the quiet
Love in

Pallid Reflection

Cradle of Filth

The Manticore and Other Horrors

Here forms a knotted sorrow
The vivid grasp of fading faces
Storm clouds plot to follow

I wander despondent, a curse on the grave
Her hair in

to home
Abyssal echos from on high
As embers dance behind a demon's eye
And blind men grope amidst the storm
As maidens glide into a craggy sword
Beyond

of the change in weather, modern pressure

That oasis sometimes lingers like a patch of blackened ice
The cellars of the ruins have been locked and packed in

the cellar
I hope your man doesn't get jealous

Cause really all I want is her
I see that she's insecure
She needs to admit it first all these lies
Your lies

Walking, talking with their hands are stained with blood
So let me hear ya, in cellar, we are keeping our heads down
You hear the one shot, two

the questions that they have
The storm's left the yard a muddy mixture
A shallow grave of bloody rot decayed
Your recently deceased folks open up to you 
With

Two long months
After the massacre at Helmbrook
Storms seem to subside 
In the wake of all the lives they've took
Inspector Bryce arrives
To report

living in Color RiFF





Tip Toe to my cellar

Helicopter I copped from Floyd mayweather

Cranberry vampire the chopper was velvet

Cut the coke with

of the change in weather, modern pressure

That oasis sometimes lingers like a patch of blackened ice
The cellars of the ruins have been locked and packed in

Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those storm clouds gather in her eyes
Daddy was mean a old mister
Mama was an angel in the ground
The weather

Ravens

All About Eve

Touched by Jesus

1991

Late last night, about a quarter to twelve
In the middle of an awful storm
I took fright at the terrible sight
Of a raven flying into my room
My