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The End of Breeding

๐Ÿ‘ค Alasdair Roberts โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ A Wonder Working Stone โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 8:06
๐ŸŽต 1969 characters
โฑ๏ธ 8:06 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 27765748

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

It fell upon Allama's Eve
The spectral pack had come a-souling
No star in all the heavens weave
Only lonely thunder rolling
I heard the very heavens tell
Lacrimae ex semper dolens
In roundelie of doleful mills
Dreamed I heard the old bell tolling

Her carnal song unbridles vice
And brings her father to despair
With phantom limbs of fire and ice
Sprawling in the sulfured air
With honey eyes and ruby lips
Silvered in the moon's eclipse
What burning ball of hell is this
A coffin or a chrysalis?

In her is the end of breeding
In her is the end of breeding
In her is the end of breeding
In me is a bray of weeping
Hers the keys of every treasure
Hers the keys of every treasure
Hers the keys of every treasure
Mine a grieving beyond measure

First I saw the pythoness
And had a tendency
To draw a cypress breath to scream
And Dionysus he
Because we two were separate shared
A greasy, drevel bed
And laid together in one crib
Bony hide to fleshless rib

They send to fill catastrophists
With grasping fists and fiery eyes
To dupe whichever we they list
Yet craving arms and brazen thighs
And then a choir of vindicates
That make their calendrical amendments
And raise a voice in endless chant
With all their forebears and descendants

Festivals in misery
Carnivals in lamentation
It's time to take the warring sea
It's time to quit this backlogged nation

So fare thee well, Caledonia
Fare thee well now and for ayeYou'll find me in the lowland realm
Of proud Epona and Minerva

And when will you return again
Tell to me man new-found brother

When chords consent to songs intent
Like sire and child and happy mother

And if ever I return again
It's after winter murk and dreary
In mensu februari
Hibernum credi expelliari

And in me is the end of breeding
In me is the end of breeding
In me is the end of breeding
In her is a bray of weeping
Mine the keys of every treasure
Mine the keys of every treasure
Mine the keys of every treasure
Hers a grieving beyond measure

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