Bulldog Breed - Austin Osman Spare | Текст песни

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Osman Spare painted daydreams/Victoriana satyrs ideas in his head/ Austin Osman Spare painted nightmares/Ghostly apparitions from the world of the Under/ Chorus: They said he was before his time/His reproductions out of line/But now he's dead they wish him well/Is he is Heaven or come back from Hell ?<br><br>Austin Osman Spare lit black candles/Did he realsie his fingers might get burnt ?/Austin Osman Spare runic letters/Do they symbolise the lessons that he learnt ?/repeat chorus/<br><br>Austin Osman Spare if we follow/Kiss the cloven hoof we'll live the eternal years/Austin Osman Spare lives on with us/With a man's interpretation that portrays evil ideas.

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