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      Turn Loose The Swans

      My Dying Bride

      Album: The Voice of the Wretched

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      My Dying Bride - Turn Loose The Swans Música y Letra

      So little of what we observe, is the girl
      herself. Elaborate, scented coiffers. Adieu
      d'amour. Vast is the heirs ballroom. Let the
      rich give you presents. Heaven pours from
      her throat, as she sings and as she dances.
      The fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and
      dripping, playing in the air. My mouth eager
      and wishing. But I return to this
      nightingale. Her hair all fiery red. Deep it is
      and wild. my weakness will be fed. Boys
      whipped on the alter of diana, sometimes
      until they died. The cunning wily
      merchant, and his four crippled horses. Tales
      told in warlike manner. The storyteller by
      the fire . While musing deeply on this sight,
      the songster stirred my desire. You are
      sweet and fine to listen to. Long tresses
      about her neck. Yet much is false. This
      mighty evening, I've seen no face. This is
      crushing me. My quill it aches. Turn loose
      the swans that drew my poets craft. I'll
      dwell in desolate cities. You burned my
      wings. I leave this ode, splendid victorious
      through the carnage. I wanted to touch
      them all. I wanted to touch them all.

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