The Black Vagabond And The Swan Of Two Heads Lyrics
Not as pictures but as timeHunting the white plagueIn the absence of my bodyI watch myself drownin the blue auraOf mine and I seeThe swans leave the pondBut still the words circleAround my head like fliesThe gnashing marble teethWere disturbing my slumberAnd there I was in the middleOf a game called chessBut my vagabond initiated the processYet the fields are in motionNot as time but as cloudsFalling as silver rainAnd washing away the heavy bloodThe gnashing marble teethWere disturbing my slumberAnd there I was in the middleOf a game called chessBut my vagabond initiated the process
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