
Date of issue: 27.08.2018
Record label: A Corpse With No Name
Song language: English
Thickets |
Winter conspires to consume the fires of summer love |
Snowflakes are itching to undo the stitching of our blue skies |
We danced in the days of love |
We danced in the days of love |
We danced in the days of love |
Where’s our blue skies? |
Thickets are swelling, their tendril mass dwelling upon our path |
Grey haze of twilight construe rays of sunlight to weakened beams |
We danced in the days of love |
We danced in the days of love |
We danced in the days of love |
Where’s our blue skies? |
Oh please, can you tell me now who froze the stream? |
Oh please, can you tell me now who froze the stream? |
Whereupon we leaned against wildwood trees |
and where the whispering water had bouyonced our dreams |
I swear that no matter what this season brings |
I swear that no matter what this season brings |
I’ll remember these days and our erstwhile ways |
and the whispering water that bouyanced our dreams |
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The Being | 2018 |
The Brides | 2018 |
Nightsurf | 2018 |
The Wild Branch of Rose | 2018 |
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Washer at the Ford | 2018 |
Last House on the Left | 2015 |
The East Wing | 2015 |
The Uninvited | 2017 |
Blood Cave | 2017 |
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Mister Babadook | 2017 |
The Black Trance | 2017 |
Life Without Soul | 2017 |