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on spinning
Wrapping me up in uncut golden thread 
It keeps me warm
Stars aligned
Give me solace, hold anxieties at bay
Lifting up my spirits
Keep the bad ones

Only a thread that’s further loosening 
Golden beams of sunshine
Mellow basking in those yellow rays
Told 'em I would take time
A fellow vagabond

the tables and turning em
Never the least, Never the most, Never the peace, Rest all the folks
That never could make it
Their bodies forsaken
Golden be

from grace know how to land
The ways of the world could put you in a trance
For the love of money people do a rain dance
By any means is what they preach

poach for fun, a killing joke
To the spite the god that made us both

From an arrow through the jugular
To golden threads of gossamer 
Spent many years

to a thread
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out, 
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

I caught the golden sun upon her hair
And for a moment wondered
If anything could have been different
But I knew that her time had come
I upheld

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in his head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths

Please remember
That you
As well as everyone and everything on this Earth
Are connected to the source
Of the most powerful force in the youniverse
By

away
Don’t mind my eyes they’re swathed in silk
Bathed in golden lakes.
Caligraphy: ink drips it stains it black
I fold these pages intricacies 
And pray

to a thread 
And when white moths were on the wing,And moth-like stars were flickering out,I dropped the berry in a streamAnd caught a little silver trout.
When

get yourself together you've been hanging by a thread and there is 
no use pretending, no use singing for the dead 
we are the gold filling in

blinded by the thread 
There's a story to be seen within the lines of every stitch 

This language isn't mine 
My lips are sealed, my tounge is tied in

Spellcaster of a thousand sins
Profane master of dread
Eternally casting disruption
Through its golden threads
Searching for destruction
Eviscerator

since I learned to walk
Feel like I am six again, scraping my knees and playing with chalk
That never happened it was just a scheme
With thread, like

If nothing arrives I'll presume there's nothing left
Perplexed by her golden smile it feels foreign and misled
But maybe baby the greatest demise

excitedly feed hungry minds with your own lies
In your majestic, non-eclectic threads you criticize
And now you're blinded by the Flashbang Eternal

Death

Once I fell asleep in the night
I woke up singing in the morning
And the room was split by threads of light
The curtains were drawn and her door was

When the golden night drips its honeyed lips with empty sensuals
The roses leak their expert kiss dripping dew on sentinels
I thread my way past

for all time
When the skylark sings
feel the harmony within
Soar on golden wings
Through eternal skies
When the skylark sings
Carried by the vernal

In a fifteen passenger van to Ohio
The Chrysler invention hums and blows
Warm air through the vents, sends it straight to the bone
Outside it's

Summer Dying Fast ("Midnight In the Labyrinth" Breadcrumb Trail)

Cradle of Filth

Evermore Darkly...

2011

putrefied
Forbidden once and bound to die
The thread of life lies severed
On the brink of paradise

Grinning winds of hate unfurled
Dash towers tall

lead you
By the hand
You can take the hero's stand
You can go higher
Hearts on fire
Under the wire
Hearts on fire

Suddenly everything will

lead you
By the hand
You can take the hero's stand
You can go higher
Hearts on fire
Under the wire
Hearts on fire

Suddenly everything will