《The Music and Woe Between Horse Thieves》歌词

歌曲： The Music and Woe Between Horse Thieves

所属专辑：On The Eve Of The Grimly Inventive

歌手： ebonylake

时长： 09:17

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Still and almost as if I could not see it [00:00:00]

At the foot of the ocean [00:00:06]

Borne along by the driftwood there it lay [00:00:08]

And as the marble darkened the colossal [00:00:11]

And corpse pile arcane within it's being [00:00:14]

Shuddered it's wings [00:00:17]

As I stared and my eyes engaged it [00:00:19]

There were voices without speech [00:00:22]

Towards the same day the fearful [00:00:25]

Banished it from the old town the stairs and the moors [00:00:27]

Then every wild and unseen flower [00:00:32]

Begged in song beneath the foulest twist of stench [00:00:34]

Still it lay enveloped in the driftwood [00:00:39]

The moon dripping on it [00:00:42]

In a bid to avoid the swallow of a day by moon [00:00:46]

Those with speech bellowed upwards in defiance [00:00:49]

Then were the days when the mornings were grey [00:00:54]

And every greying long and ever longing [00:00:57]

Deep within something so surreal whilst alone [00:01:01]

On the isolated savage coastline [00:01:02]

I observe tendencies of deep oppression in [00:01:05]

Offerings that coldly washed upon there [00:01:07]

And for a brief moment the woe doth seize the gnawing [00:01:30]

On a steeple a lured albatross did settle [00:01:35]

Looking at the creations and laughing [00:01:39]

Whilst the gallant ready'd for Europe deep with warring [00:01:42]

Frame this moment paint upon it and cherish it fully [00:01:50]

For when the clouds turn to red [00:01:56]

Then the water we feed from will crush our lungs [00:02:00]

Behold the creation [00:02:04]

Behold the music and woe between horse thieves [00:02:07]

Never did the sparrows gather in threatening flocks [00:02:52]

And never before did they dine uon the village [00:02:55]

It dwells unseen in the air something immense unfinished [00:02:58]

Bellows the eldest of the old of gold for his theories [00:03:02]

I often watch my love whilst [00:03:05]

I hide amongst the caves [00:03:07]

And without fail she would appear [00:03:08]

Followed by the wooed moths head fixed down [00:03:10]

Looking for things I remember [00:03:13]

Day when the moths tuned against her [00:03:15]

Shredding her flowing her [00:03:17]

Whilst alone on the savage coastline [00:03:19]

I observe death before my sore feet [00:03:24]

Cometh the fiour [00:03:28]

Come forth the day where [00:03:30]

The whales' blood stain the whole bay [00:03:33]

Whilst alone on the savage coastline [00:03:37]

I observe death before my sore feet [00:03:40]

Cometh the fiour [00:03:45]

Come forth the day where [00:03:47]

Bring forth the years [00:03:51]

And with myself [00:04:38]

Time has become red and discordant [00:04:39]

Of days on the lake with a renowned English poet [00:04:41]

The days I would talk [00:04:44]

And have him believe that removing his eyes would help him [00:04:45]

To see that if given the time [00:04:48]

Then his eyes would surely deceive him [00:04:50]

Slowly [00:05:05]

Woahhh [00:05:06]

It mumbles in the ears of the demented [00:05:09]

Promises of summer and garden frolics [00:05:13]

Of wine by the river bank and of April love [00:05:16]

In hallucinogenic red sky teachings [00:05:20]

But again misery palls a blanket of [00:05:25]

Menacing clouds over the scene [00:05:27]

Leaving no refuge for the fleeing shadows [00:05:30]

Leaving depression dripping freely [00:05:33]

And leaving breathless lunatics face [00:05:36]

Down on the hillsides [00:05:39]

Softly [00:05:56]

Woahhh [00:05:58]

The noises it leaves upon the stairs of hundred [00:06:01]

Ssh I can hear the hooves in the storm [00:06:03]

As men return from the ashes of [00:06:05]

Herjned with gifts of amethyst [00:06:06]

Sometimes after the rain and between the snow [00:06:08]

I would catch a glimpse of it on the cliff [00:06:11]

Young is it [00:06:13]

Dead we are [00:06:14]

A lifetime later in the base of [00:06:16]

An oak tree plans were afoot [00:06:19]

Beards of long face of wise books [00:06:22]

And scripts of it [00:06:28]

They told me of fire fire from my fingertips [00:06:30]

Before lighting a pipe [00:06:34]

And trudging out into the blizzards [00:06:38]

And then never Forever [00:06:42]

Murrrr [00:06:54]

In this room the curtains move unaided [00:07:04]

And a dog now announces our coming [00:07:06]

Behold the recreation [00:07:09]

Behold the music and woe between horse thieves [00:07:11]

Ssssssssssss [00:07:15]