Lyrics:
Well how do you do, young Willie McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while neath the warm summer sun
I've been
pine-trees sough,
So we hear our spirits soar.
Glorious is the fiery glow
In the red dawn,
Or the flashes that light up the fields,
Often pregnant with death.
Space has shrinked around me
I tried to fix it with hope
But I began to feel weak
The air is pressing my lungs
My heart is caught by the spell
I
Taken by the tide, a wave of fear and admiration
c wonderful sorrow, a fantasy, unreachable bliss
I wish you had told me a decade ago
That happiness
shrouded by despair,
Her dominion unchallenged, a nightmare's lair.
She haunts the dreams of the innocent souls,
Her touch is ice, as death's chilling toll,
Deacon Of Delusion
Once a wild boy, raised by lions who move as generals,
and refined by gardens of wisdom and grace the likes of which has shown
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
cross the scorched fields of fathers land
In each step an abyss is built
Through misty dreams he touched her hand
The boar is dead
Its blood is
birds
here they come
walkin through your font door
tell me where will you go
our minds have been blinded by a twisted system
they got us thinkin if we
How do you do young willie mcbride,
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun,
I've been
resounding
On the plains of the earthly wisdom
I have walked the silence yet furious fields
Seen the children of the cold
The elder and the bold
Burning by
As I was a'walking one evening of late
Where fragrant fine flowers the fields decorate
I carelessly rambled where I did not know
By the fair
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
pure
Sorrow bows in shame
Our breath, impressions on a splintered mirror
Deeper my colourless heart sings
Our souls search astray
Torn by
Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been
the lack of your smile
It's stuck in my mind
Please don't say goodbye
Come back to my life
I wish I could see your eyes
And stay by your side
A sorrow I
the darkness, ever softly
She slipped on by
Down in the field
At the four roads crossing
I watched the flashing
Last blue stars of the fireflies
I stood
You wander through the fields,
Your sorrow as I advocate the depression
Stumble into the hardened earth
And become engulfed by the seeds of plague
You, wander through the fields,
Your, sorrow as I advocate the depression,
Stumble into the hardened earth
And become engulfed by the seeds
the stench of blood. holy blood!
Have penetrated their woods and
Fields too long
Ravens flew as messengers
From hill to hill
they brought harsh
Blasphemous
Across the scorched fields of fathers land
In each step an abyss is built
Through misty dreams he touched her hand
The boar is dead
Its blood
symbols
Arise once more
Blazing - mighty
Empowered by darkness
Shattered remains
Pierced by deep earth
Dreams of mortals
Enclosed in flames
of the scope
I'm out for the kill and I'm bout to be killed
Either way I go it's by my hand
Been like this since G-field
No matter how many times I change my
I was bound
buried and blinded by darkness
I was lost
without a care to be found
I was dead
My heart was beating yet empty
But when I met you
I
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