psychedelic folk metal neofolk dark folk colours Almost, Silver by Kiss the Anus of a Black Cat from album If the Sky Falls, We Shall Catch the Larks
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Nothing as dull as hearts that live on their beats
How I retch of this disease
My head bent twisted and turned
Its eyes twisted around
Gold was in the air
Or so it seemed
Almost silver.
Sneaking up from behind and the n stating to breathe
At night during dreams
And silver owes the sunshine and so fueled mind and space
Oh, I fed the stars until nothing remained
Gather in the sunset, he still should be told and gagged
Unfortunately, courage lacked.
So I danced until the moning when the world begins again
And gold lifts her head
Almost silver
Losing track of rythm, so spare me now of weal and woe
Instead I wished I lost control
So close your eyes and shiver and bury the sky in the sand
A shadeless dream in Shadowland.
Hazy life, hazily
Nothing lasts fettered, it burns.
Too soon to yield and too much to curse
Sleeping and smiling
My sing-song melody of old
Whispers and hums everytime again
Oh silver eyes and sunshine and meet me there in the flames
At night, everytime again
Seeing is believing but I saw nothing at all
At night and nothing but gold
Almost silver
