Mack Murphy & the Inmates - the Bridal Shroud | Текст песни

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THE DREARY NIGHT OF NOVEMBER
THE BARE TREES WERE WAVING
THEIR BRANCHES ABOVE ME
AND THE MOON GAZED UPON MY
UNHALLOWED MIDNIGHT LABOURS

THEN THE WIND IT DIED AWAY INTO
A GENTLE BREEZE PLAYING ON MY CHEEKS
AND I WORKED MY WAY DOWN TO HER COFFIN
THE SOFT EARTH ON MY HANDS
AND WE SHALL ENTER THE GREAT WORLD OF LIGHT
TOGETHER, BABY, OR NOT AT ALL

HOW MANY BRIDES AND YOUTHFUL LOVERS
A PREY FOR WORMS AND THE DECAY OF THE TOMB?
DEATH SNATCHES AWAY MANY BLOOMING CHILDREN
THE WORMS INHERIT THE WONDERS OF THE EYE AND BRAIN
THE BODIES PULLED FROM OUR RIVERS
DRAGGED FROM THE WATERS
THE GIRLS DUMPED IN OUR FIELDS TO DIE
THE EARLY GRAVES OF THOSE NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN
…BLOW YOUR TRUMPETS IN ALARM!
BLOW YOUR TRUMPETS IN ALARM!

AND THERE SHE WAS IN HER BRIDAL SHROUD
WHITE AND COLD IN DREAMLESS SLEEP
THE SHROUD ENVELOPED HER FORM
GRAVEWORMS CRAWLING IN THE FOLDS

AND I AM HERE TO KISS YOU ONE LAST TIME
AND I AM HERE TO FEEL YOU ONE LAST TIME
AND I AM HERE TO TASTE YOU ONE LAST TIME
AND I AM HERE TO HOLD YOU ONE LAST TIME

YEAH, I AM HERE, OH, MY LOVE
YEAH, I AM HERE, OH, MY LOVE

SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT
SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT
SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT
SHE LOVES ME, SHE LOVES ME NOT