Here’s dark here, dark enough and just the pain you love. Your reflection is a dying me. Use it well and flee from me. You hide your hair from victims and stoop to drink straight from them. I know my heart flows away from thee. And wounded tears come crashing down. I sometimes enjoy solitude. Inspecting her shame keeps me amused. Leave the world and pain to me And keep your soul far from sleep And ghost turned against ghost. I lay for you and I was choked The cost to me being more than I had to bestow. I sometimes enjoy solitude.
sounds like good ole MDB, when Martin Powell's violin and keyboard used to make MDB sound a notch above everyone in doom/ gothic
Great song, although it cuts a bit short at the end
Here’s dark here, dark enough and just the pain you love.
Your reflection is a dying me. Use it well and flee from me.
You hide your hair from victims and stoop to drink straight from them.
I know my heart flows away from thee.
And wounded tears come crashing down.
I sometimes enjoy solitude.
Inspecting her shame keeps me amused.
Leave the world and pain to me
And keep your soul far from sleep
And ghost turned against ghost.
I lay for you and I was choked
The cost to me being more than I had to bestow.
I sometimes enjoy solitude.
who remembered my body a funeral ?
Final cut....