The Devil weds a widow Death another's leftovers Better to lie on a willows Rest on alder boughs Than upon a widow's bed Used woman's pillow Sweeter
Tear dimmed rememberance In a womb of time Breath upon me Possessed by the passion Fate will set you free Infertile Chased be the precious When flesh
Originally performed by Kingston Wall I must be out of my mind as I hear you call My name is even though I can't see you anywhere Surely this feeling
This is how the lucky feel How the blessed men think Like a daybreak in spring The sun on spring morning Like the flat brink of a cloud Like the dark
She's riding on a crimson wave Truth sat on her shoulder Planets before melting face The keys for the wounded Sinking into underground Please the one
Free flowing water The air is so warm It breathes for you It sees through you before the storm And if the lake can't Be the sister To the moon To the
Last day brings the grace For bearers of forbidden name Step into five fold mace As son, as father in a frame Someday fire wipes the rain Fears are frozen
I can hear your yearnings, your anguished cries Let the nourishment pass you by As it leaves you without, without a trace It leaves you without the scars
How does it feel, blessed to receive Be modest and forgiving How does it feel, you can try to hate me But you're only hurting yourself Drifting in your
A beautiful day when it's over Clouds high up in the sky A beautiful day when it's over Nobody will bury me In this wicked world the war I live In this
Long evenings full of longing Low-spirited my mornings Full of longing too my nights And all the time the bitterest. 'Tis my lovely I long for It is my
Die I went to wash at the shore I went to bathe in the sea There I, a hen was lost I, a bird, ultimately died Waters of the sea So much blood of mine
Blackness falls on empty calmness the night is full I kissed the frozen sweetness the mist around my grief don't let the past wear you down let go of
Better it would be for me And better it would have been Had I not been born, not grown Not been brought into the world Not had to come to this earth Not
Kiss the devil's mark like a self denial Without temptation she suffers from shame Prodigious perversions It's her final dimension Feel affection for
A wave the sound Of Noisiu's voice His singing was ever sweet Noisiu's grave has now been made And the accompaniment Was mournful For him I poured out
Nothing is more than too much I'm waiting for the tarnishing touch you wish for the last kiss goodbye like the child that cannot lie I walk away now
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