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and the whole class is disturbed by timmys monotonous counting

Beautiful 🖤🥀

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nice

DESPAIR AND LIBERATION - Lili It's so cold inside this cave, I cannot feel my fingers The walls are wet, they hold my chains The lice and fleas infest my cloak, the smell of death doth linger I'm chained within this deep dark pit, the pit of deep despair The howling now within my mind, the scream of hate remains Lord of the dark my own sweet love, I'm chained within his lair. He'll come tonight, I hope he will, he'll delve into our thoughts And bring the pain, the deep deep pain, the pain that I desire He'll bring the flesh, the Blood the Life, the Salt, the Water, Fire And we will feast upon the Flesh, the Life, the Sacrifice he's brought Once sated then begins the pain, sweet agony, Death's choir. Dogs will come, hyenas, jackals, all the dogs of Hell They'll scrounge remains, seek out weaker ones Those not deep in trance, they'll sense their fear, their smell They'll be replaced, chained, taught to suffer, O sublime But what we learn within our souls, we're slaves of all his time When our ordeal is past and gone, we'll take our place to dwell. We'll dwell within his Palace, the Palace of our Lord And venture through the world we know, when Sabbats come about We'll find the young, the curious, with Aura's burning bright They'll take the draught, the Mandrake root, and then they'll take to flight We take them deep within the cave, the circle will go on The chains the cold, the hate, the joy, the Moon, the blood, the night. Blessed be.

DIMENSIONS Lili The Underworld, the Netherworld, a place most cannot see Where people from the past exist, their time our future now When mystery of stranger things, appear we are perplexed Visits from the other side who knows what will be next? But it's not new, the ancients knew, the evidence abounds Lines of pyramids, we cross, they cross, it's all in knowing how. Within our minds if we explore, the portals as they're known The doors will open wide, some find them just by chance And venture through lost for all time, they cannot leave the trance But others from one side or both who learn the way to pass Can travel and return again, a new world, future, past What's to be gained? reward or peril we cannot just stay still We've gained the gift, we can't refuse our destiny at last. A strange new world, we learn to speak the tongues all spoken there Some we meet who've traveled too, we find we can converse We learn from them, they learn from us and so our minds expand To learning Nature's deepest truths within our Universe And when we find the travelers lost, we show the long way back Lead them to the portal's door and then they leave our hand But most have chosen not to leave, they've found their promised land. The Spirits help us find the doors, we're joined within our heart They travel with us to the door and bid us to depart We're home again but where is home when different worlds entice? I love them both, there must be more I crave for more, more worlds, more joy, more time When we return we find that time for us has all stood still But we have learned from lifetimes there and now we all must share The gifts we all have taken back, our minds, our hearts fulfilled. They call us Witches, evil beings, they'd hang us all today We don't hurt them, they would kill us if they could Wizened Spirits, they'd burn and torture, slay But if they ask we'd teach them all the secrets of the worlds The potions for their health, their own Gods will not share Now who is evil when their book, not one word does impart One recipe, one herb, one potion, one word for broken hearts. Blessed be.

really nice song

okay why am i on this side of yt again

This is better than anything Bukowski wrote.

My references for this composition are The Song Of Eternal Numbers, Angelo Branduardi but I really don't like the song very much, the other, perhaps more important for me is in Les Yeux d'étain de la ville glauque, Les Compagnons du crépuscule, comic by François Bourgeon, impressed me a lot in my adolescence, according to Bourgeon the origin of this song is very old, it is therefore an anonymous piece of traditional origin

I'm not sure how I got here, but I like it. Not sure I understand it, but I like it. Kinda creepy. And I'm sorry but I can't help it, I had no choice but to think of, "And a partridge in a pear tree" Alright. I'm off to check out the rest of the channel. Thanks man.

11 of 100 returning from distant coasts with this one 🔥🔥

I do not yet understand

We make the reaper laughs with this oneeee!!! 🗣️🔥🔥🔥

Why cant I understand

You earned my sub, the reaper laughs

Wow😮 The best Song .

This is surprisingly pleasant to listen to. My kind of vibe. Thanks for making this! ❤

This is very well done. Very thought provoking. I’m reminded of the end of Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death when the flame goes out.

yea