| Rocking Horse Night |
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| Hold me as I slip away |
| Into this coldness |
| Hold me as I slip away |
| Into these colours |
| Hold me as I pay respect |
| To broken spires |
| Of dreadful night |
| My flesh has been torn |
| My eyes have seen clouds |
| My nails have gripped the clay |
| Of crawling black flowers |
| Recalling dead sorrow |
| Recalling black love |
| You and I in pleasure parted |
| You and I In sadness racked |
| You and I In flowers falling |
| You and I Invoke culling |
| You and I In soulless searching |
| You and I In heartfelt hurting |
| You and I At our first bleeding |
| You and I, You and I. .. |
| This little childs death |
| This bundle of cloth |
| With prayer book precision |
| On rocking horse night |
| Casting the runes |
| Odal, hail and thorn |
| Hold me as I slip away |
| Into this coldness |
| Hold me as I slip away |
| Into these colours |
| Hold me as I pay respect |
| To dreadful spires |
| Of tired life. |
