Autumn
the trip
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Great brick glass arches
My toungue and hips peeling
These swirls of tripped-out lightning
Titilate and frighten
And i feel
In a strange daze
Wasted just like the old days
Anxious to curl up and crawl away
But then distracted by another face
Leads me to another place
And i feel
In a strange daze
- Album:
- Cold Comfort
- When Lust Evokes The Curse
- Altitude
- The Hating Tree
- Return To The Breath
- Miscellaneous
- Synthesize
- And We Are Falling Leaves...
- The Druid Autumn
- Death for Life, Volume 1
- Ghosts From the Darkside, Volume 1
- Neue Holländische Welle 2.0
- Call on the Dark, Volume 2
- Gallery of Reality
- Dream of the Black Lady
- My New Time
- Dream of the Dead
- Gothic Spirits 7
- Call on the Dark 2
- Dream of the Snake