Black Moth Cult - From the Woods | Текст песни

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It's all right girl, know how cunning love is always, always gotta run in solitary.
Bright Son has fallen million years to come from the future, He's come to say:

Overwhelming red sensation, mystic celebration, shears of Nature calling through myself,
Please, I don't need you to recoil,
I never asked you to be loyal.

Roguish soulless sorority.
Stubborn damn, you little one.
You live together and die alone.
Dark horses always have to pay.

She's fine, well... just another ghost is locked in deep into her molten sanctuary.
Don't judge the ripeness of our sullen boy, name it fearful symetry...

Sisters drawling giant blind horse riding, how the hell shall I get to your soul? I don't know.
Please, I don't need you to recoil,
I never asked you to be loyal.

Roguish soulless sorority.
Stubborn damn, you little one.
You live together and you die alone.
Dark horses always have to pay.

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