Lyrics:
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
here today gone tomorrow
Love equals hollow, hate equals sorrow
Now follow the real as I take you
To a field in my mind where I journey
Sucker
pain and tears
Maybe I was born for sorrow in the arm of death?
Wake up my life
Please don't let me die
Give me a reason to believe and stay
Behold her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds
have my own free will
Life is built on sorrow
Fields of burning lies is getting clearer by age
Soon we start to realize
Burn and raised in a cage
I'm
The only, the righteous, the privileged ones, the law, and the almighty power.
- Burning the fields for one flower.
A:
What was black is now blue, nothing
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
how you feel
To understand indigo and the varnished sun lighting up the fields
It takes the rain between the lines to know what sorrow finds
The wickedness my sinfullness
You may swell to the elysian fields
But the befall of Marduk will trace the literal thruth
The Utuk xul! Wine's Holy Fool!
Whereby
of ears
Even they are judged to a wintertide...
...judged by sorrow days
Through windows of sunken eyes
As time leads our summer's on
Nothing but idle
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
of the eagle with wings of pride Seeker of kingdoms and Queens
Lead by our God, and the last knight The game of thrones we're in
Here - lives without sorrow
Mystified, alienated from the world around
Sense, aspire for enlightenment
The quest, emerge from the abyss
Sorrow, the fuel that lights the flame.
Well how do you do young Willy Mc Bride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been
""GASTRO LIEDER"" by Jørgen Teller
TASKS for solo-singer and sound-editor
1. make long tones
low bass while whisteling with hiss
midrange full
the day
And protect your pride
The real recognise
The fake generalise
Up in their ivory tower watching with emerald eyes
Precious stones are moulded by
the fields alone
In the cold dungeons of solitude
No light shall ever reach this emptiness
The essence of immortality
The river of tears has turned
Into
Make a wish, make a wish
Black butterfly I am now
Kiss me, don't be selfish
My wings are our vow
From the cocoon where I was born
Announced by
adorns the lilies of the field
And cares for every sparrow in the sky
How much more is He aware of your sorrow and despair
How much does He care about your
I feel strange tonight
There's something wrong tonight
I am soaked and it hurts to breathe
You sleep by my side
Aimee runs to hide
And my mind slips
hey boys, man down"
You said I suit you like a farmer's armor
And fields that call his mind away
And how you heal from an orphan's sorrow
Oh,
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
You're my warrior
And I'm your worrier
Do not be confused by the murderers
Goodness is bigger than us you can't see it cause
It is silent yeah but
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