The Pale Horse - The Grey Sink | Текст песни

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• The Pale Horse
• The Grey Sink

The grey is coming to veil me,
and I will no longer see,
anything but the grey,
and the days will grow longer,
and night will never come,
I will be tied, nakedly to the deeper days,
as it moves to crush me,
cloud will squash me under it's palm,
and I'll stoop my head ever lower,
and never rise to see it's face again,
a murky, puddled leer will be my aging face
and I will say to him
"why could I never fight the Grey Sink?"
and he will have no words and no smile x3
as our lips meet, and I am swallowed, wholly by the mire

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