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To a burial
In crimson rain
To a darkness
Acceptance through this pain

Genocidal touch of death
It slipped right in through hell
Where the mass

a source of what we can't force
A loving trace of a crimson course
No remorse in

Forgiveness
There's healing in Your wings
Your peace it let's me breathe

your memories?
A frail voice which once every few lifetimes
As if in mourning
Leans softly in the direction of home

I see nothing but crimson

River running through our city
Ancient ribbon and ties that bind
Cold and alive winter's children
With cheeks of crimson invincible eyes
But we shed

would've tried to tell you how it felt

Crimson and black

We could've stopped the world

Before it cracked



But my blood went cold

As you lost control

Yow!

I stand alone and wonder why
Why did we come down where all hope is dead or dying?
Flames strike the ground like crimson rain
Prayers

although engorged by memory,
can but tittle-tattle to confirm the paucity.

Oh you, you who hold the rose to its moment of beauty,
who celebrates its crimson

of crimson red
Idolatry
The blood of the saints
Seduces, betrays
And leads us astray

I'm always, all days, in all ways with you
While we are drifting

Disbelief lies deep

Chorus

Darkness grows within you and your human slaughterhouse
Piles of bones upon the crimson ground
A mind made for murder and horror

nights

(Ooh)

There ain't nothin' like (ooh)
Them Alabama nights (ooh)
There ain't nothin' like (ooh)
Alabama 
Country, crimson
Down home livin'

a blade in, grip the
38 and spit at you, blood precipitating
It's King Crimson
Bring it like Simpson, bling pimpin'
Like Sing Sing pen, fly like a wing man

seein' red but I'm not the crimson guy
Told his ass go to sleep
Like he is hypnotized dropped out of school
I don't know how to simplify
He put in a order

Worthy of the crimson tide
Let it be just beware of prison pride
Proud Mary keep on burning down
The house there’s kids inside
Give it time speaking soft

Autumn has arrived, leaves are gone
The sky's in flames
A crimson red is brushing
The valley brightest light
I remember my Novembers
Ancient rites

The night's descending, the sunset is black
And crimson skies are burning
This is a warning, for the final impact
But there's no savior for

the deepest abyss
He sails on the crimson waves
Of my lot for the final blow
Is He coming to announce my final day
On this dull night?
Embrace the last enigma

defend from the blade of the winterborn

Crimson sun is rising
And soon the enemy is moving forward

In the eye of the storm
Not by bloodline but

the T-Bird away)

A place where no one goes
A sparkling crimson channel flows
A victim lies with all his clothes disheveled
Tries to rest on an elbow
Grit's

And crimson moon will rise

In the eye of the final storm
The winds are rising
And you stare into the void

Death has come to claim these lands
Pale horse leads

defend from the blade of the winterborn
Crimson sun is rising
And soon the enemy is moving forward
Frozen blood on the snow
Not in the name

pungent pain
Guts and ichor all around
My ears still hear the splintering sound
Fibres of nerves and skin remains
I will return in crimson rain

Nothing for

You bent yourself down to
Adjust a crimson heel
But when you grabbed my arm I
Knew it was for real

So I asked you 'bout your dreams and
You made

the cresent
Moon is crimson this is livin
Happy to be lucky
Fixin, all the broken parts a brand new
Starter and an engine my condition
Is lucky and it's happy

of crimson light
Now I'm leaving all behind
I summon the dawn light
Inside, to become a new myself for one Day
Leave my hands and let me go
I'm going with