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Текст песни Bishop Of Hexen - When A Witch Becomes A Pale Bride

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Muster scarce trails to pursue the final talesI might appeal once quizzed, tested & feeledOh, these cuts-cut-open and observedThough barely alive-cautiously preservedMolested are my criesDispersed like transparent rimeYet strangely I see treesWhich assail with stabbing scenesThus maladies & their remedies mixSo violently they create loathsome tricksLabyrinth of angles-so twistedShape & form the inevitable-Through the hexen`s mindThrough the sharpness of her nailsInto her grim thoughts he now sailsLame and sterile painBecomes now the most desirable painWashed to a pond of tearsEmptied to a valley of the gifted fearsGoblets of wisdom driedWhen a witch becomes a pale brideTo the raving beauty of a doubtA garland-old & worn-out"Here lies he who never lyedWhose skill so often hath been tryedTheir prophecies shall still surviveAnd ever keep their name alive"

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