Lyrics:
a frail scream
Caught by the bounds of tempering forest
Seeping, taut, and festering
She bores
Still beating
Snapping, skinning, binding silk and bone
Oh I feel so much love
For myself that it warms
Me better than any romance will do
I feel it through my skin
By everyday routine
I'm so adored by
As I return
To the ruin of our home
A numbing disbelief takes possession of me
Agonized weeping echoes within my mind
A lovelorn requiem
My
champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk
champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk
would marry thee.
Oh, what is whiter than the milk?
What is softer than the silk?
Oh, snow is whiter than the silk;
Down is softer than the silk.
And what
Where once we sat and dreamed a dream
In the alehouse by the village green
Along the roads across the shire
All gathered round that welcome fire
What's
big shake like JELLO JELLO
That silk brown skin peng ting BUENO BUENO
Yeah you know I'm on my grind
See you mad I'm hella fine
I slide thru and when
a weapon, she's a weapon
Draped in silk of white,
With a heart as cold as ice,
Keeps you guessing, keeps you guessing
You can't fool a woman burned by love
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
those I love
Remember me! My requiem!
Pieces astray, lost in confusion
Hearts are betrayed by dreams that allude them
Take to the sky, break the horizon
Don't you despair 'cause your
Fantasy life is nowhere
Under my care you'll be
Back in the pink
Drunk without a drink
Tunnel down in soft silk
a gal by the cut of her clothes
And I'll stand out in buttons and bows
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that I've homespun
But I'll love you
neighbor!
Overseas like roaming seven continents and planes
Lay my fro and wrapped silk, like halos around my brain
Address me by my alias you know my fucking
Silk Paper
© W. Flür August 1998
whispering lips - a woman in black
pious glances at my pious prayer book
rustling silk skirt, very nearby
made
They're travelling as they've
Always travelled by night wrapped in silk
Colours woven by the moon
The children sleep in the cool
Whispers of movement
All I've seen has faded away It's gone and now it has decayed. Slowly I'm drowning in a sea of tears Cursed for a lifetime betrayed by life
this July is leaving soon
There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon
cnd I'm never running back to you
When your mood tells me too
bound up in silk of green
"O what ill chance hath befallen here
With the rising of the sun
For I have slain what I most have loved
By mine own hand it
Let the burial rite be read
The funeral song be sung
Who shall sing the requiem
Wrought by the spit of sorrow's tongue?
An emptiness befell me
Before
to ceace the pain
Drowning under the waves of grievance
Deep calls unto the deep
Hear my requiem for humanity
And wake us from the slumber
In this place
THIS EVENT WAS REMEMBERED BY MANY AS A FINAL PAGE OF THE GREAT CRUSADE
Réquiem aetérnam dona eis, Dómine, et lux perpétua lúceat eis
in
No silks of gold no gown of green
But she had a penknife sharp and keen
Down by the greenwood side
And she didn't care how much it hurt
Low
the lights get low, be my shadow
I know she gon' milk this like cattle
Get the finest silk, not no cater-
Pillars might get built, prep for battle
Heavy metal,
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