Beth Gibbons - Spider monkey
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Time is but a memoryThe bitter note unsung
Running
Try to find salvation
From the sorrow that is done
For the life of me
Will the sorrow rise
For the thunder underlies all i see
For time is but a memory
Beautiful for some
Feathered like a matured rose sun settle down
Moments like a rainbow coloured sky
How they come and go
They come and go but why
For unknown is our fortune
And our fortune won t let go
And our fail it will tie with the sun
It will lie underneath
Who will see
For time is but a memory
Beautiful for some
Feathered like a matured rose sun settle down
But it s all
All for our future
And our future will let go
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Bed of nails
I Love the Way You Hurt Me.
My Tears Your Wine.
Your Thoughts Would Draw My Plan For a Cruise in Vain.
Like Talons in the Pale Moon Shine Above Us.
My Gained Pleasure in Pain Is Slowly Vanished When
You Sink Deeper and Deeper Into a Void You Are Venomous Love.
Yeah, We re...
My Tears Your Wine.
Your Thoughts Would Draw My Plan For a Cruise in Vain.
Like Talons in the Pale Moon Shine Above Us.
My Gained Pleasure in Pain Is Slowly Vanished When
You Sink Deeper and Deeper Into a Void You Are Venomous Love.
Yeah, We re...
Ja nie chcę spać
Ja nie chcę spać, ja nie chcę umierać,
chcę tylko wędrować po pastwiskach nieba,
białozielone obłoki zbierać,
nie chcę nic więcej, nie chcę nic mniej.
Są jeszcze brzegi na których nie byłam,
są jeszcze śniegi, których nie wyśniłam.
Są pocałunki na które czekam,
listy z daleka, drogi pod wiatr.
chcę tylko wędrować po pastwiskach nieba,
białozielone obłoki zbierać,
nie chcę nic więcej, nie chcę nic mniej.
Są jeszcze brzegi na których nie byłam,
są jeszcze śniegi, których nie wyśniłam.
Są pocałunki na które czekam,
listy z daleka, drogi pod wiatr.
The night of the triumphator
Come come infernal war awake beasts of hell
free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years
We await sodomy and destruction
It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven)
On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky
(and we)...
free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years
We await sodomy and destruction
It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven)
On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky
(and we)...
Faster disco
Styling, you know you are styling
So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss
It goes just like this
You ve done it a thousand times
It s as easy as drinking wine, only now it s blood
Here it come again...
So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss
It goes just like this
You ve done it a thousand times
It s as easy as drinking wine, only now it s blood
Here it come again...
Holy city
Midnight in the holy city
Playground for restless souls
Graveyards for the sons of ft. sumpter
And the ghostly daughters
Wait for their boys to come home
Moonlight in the holy city
So thick it warms the air
Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame
Like a hug from your mama saying it will be ok
Spilt my...
Playground for restless souls
Graveyards for the sons of ft. sumpter
And the ghostly daughters
Wait for their boys to come home
Moonlight in the holy city
So thick it warms the air
Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame
Like a hug from your mama saying it will be ok
Spilt my...