Ferossa Posted May 29, 2015 Report Share Posted May 29, 2015 Hymn for the Lost The shadows are moving, the Dark Lady calls A church steeple tolls for the belles Our Lady of Lost Things with death in her thrall Receives her attendants from Hell Oh where are you going and where have you come? You trust a young man in the night My dear, how I mourn you, your kindness undone For men are the worst parasites The market is shuttered they hearken your call The children cruel, ageless, and wise They flicker their knives and come hide in your shawl A mother to empty black eyes. Oh where are you going and where have you come? The living flesh falls from your bones My dear, how I love you, my cold, lonely one We've rich, wicked men to dethrone Our Lady is lovely, our Lady kind Nay, nevermore are we alone We innocent wretches the papers malign She defends with words of her own https://youtu.be/dpkOi2YNG8I 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ferossa Posted May 29, 2015 Author Report Share Posted May 29, 2015 Right, that's the eighth consecutive hour I've spend fighting with my software. Here's the link to the song. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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