Soon to wake, so weary, so old
Another faceless October mourn
A night torn by time spent sitting deathless
Amongst languished graves plagued by a lifetime
Destined to float upon murky waters
Desperately wondering what to name the conspiracy
I remember last winter
Seeking comfort in the wine offered from your neck
I remember last winter
A lustful bond, both ship and wreck
Under damp death of day to fail
Forever's gloomy ocean to sail
I foresee the coming winter
Seeking comfort in unwilling skin
I foresee the coming winter
Bitter sunrise revealing my sin
Under damp death of day to fail
Forever's gloomy ocean to sail
A night torn by time spent sitting deathless
Amongst languished graves plagued by a lifetime
Destined to float upon murky waters
Desperately wondering what to name the conspiracy
Where man has no part
Between dirt and sun
Between worm and woeful star
I remember last winter
Seeking comfort in the wine offered from your neck
I remember last winter
A lustful bond, both ship and wreck
I foresee the coming winter
Seeking comfort in unwilling skin
I foresee the coming winter
Bitter sunrise revealing my sin
Sutuoktiniu ar Hedonistu
Verslininku ar Komunistu
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