Текст песни BISHOP OF HEXEN - When A Witch Becomes A Pale Bride

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Текст песни BISHOP OF HEXEN - When A Witch Becomes A Pale Bride




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 rime( )Yet 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 bride




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