lost Black waters lie before you Together you cross Take heart do not fear When you know your death nears We shall build you a cairn beyond the black river
lost Black waters lie before you Together you cross Take heart! Do not fear When you know Your death nears We shall build you a cairn beyond the black river
: Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! I was standing by the river Where the cold black water runs I was standing by the river Where the cold black water
of town We got married and swore we'd never part Then little by little we drifted from each other's heart Now I'm driving a stolen car on a pitch-black
corners of my mind In black Cataracts Wouldn?t whitewash away Her filthy smoke stack She burnt me like a furnace For my future suicide Lead to the river
: Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A ?V? of black swans On with hope to the grave All through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear
that I just had today - and you shake your head and say it's a shame. Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth. Draw the lace and black
north : to Asa Bay my place of birth : home of the brave A man he may wither away or die in battle with sword in hand but the river will flow and the
course of river That runs inside of me My blood flows ever skyward And pools where thy black is white For woulst thou not carme at my soul With sword
: Atop the mountain Where the river of steel flows Black is the forest White was the snow There as children How could children know? One without name
: Atop the mountain, where the river of steel flows Black is the forest, white was the snow. There as children, how could children know? One without
: [Turilli / Staropoli] Cruel Akron bloody bastard I now spit on you You can turn my bones to black ash but I'll move the moon I will light your evil
again for eternity burn my heart to win the holy war is awaiting another fiery king Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse across the valley along the river
want live serving my kingm Fighting the hordes of the beast Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse across the valley along the river
sits on the big black throne I mesmerize my soul To fly along the dusty paths of Acheron Looking for the magic circle of the black ring Toth Amon, prince
wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity. He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the plow. Dip him in the river
