Текст песни Smashing Pumpkins, The - Behold! the Night Mare

I faced the fathoms in your deep Withstood the suitors' quiet siege Pulled down the heavens just to Please you, appease you The wind blows, and I know I can't go on digging roses from your grave To linger on beyond the beyond Where the willows weep and the whirlpools sleep You'll find me the coarse tide reflects sky And the night mare rides on And the night mare rides on With a December black psalm And the night mare rides on Where I fear is lost here The wind blows, and I know All you have to do is run away And steal yourself from me Become a mystery to gaze into You're so cruel in all you do But still I believe, I believe in you So may you come with your own knives You'll never take me alive With all the force of what is true Is there nothing I can do? I can't go on digging roses from your grave To linger on beyond the beyond Where the willows weep and the whirlpools sleep You'll find me And the night mare rides on And the night mare rides on With a December black psalm And the night mare rides on I've faced the fathoms in your deep Withstood the suitors' quiet siege Pulled down the heavens just to please you To hold the flower I can't keep
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