Текст песни Marc Almond - Remorse Of The Dead, слова песни Marc Almond

Текст песни Marc Almond - Remorse Of The Dead

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My dark belovedWhen you lie asleepDeep within your black marble tombFor alcove and lodgeYou will keep a damp, dripping vaultA pit of gloomAnd when the stoneWeighing down your breastAnd your thighs once suppleThrough scant concernStills your heartFrom it`s desiring questFastens your feetFrom the reckless runThe grave, which sharesMy eternal dreamFor the poet the grave always understandsDuring long nightsWhen sleep is far awayWill ask: what do you gainYou dumb whoreNot to have known what the dead cry for?And, like remorse,At your flesh worms will gnaw

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Remorse Of The Dead

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