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The forgotten teardrop
The Forgotten tear drop ~~
The bite of the spider woman sends fevers down my spine
at the crossroads our doctrines intertwined
entangled in a web of curoisty
I explore deeper within our tranquility
Oh the sorrow runs the rivers dry
and all the children cry
for the all the rivers run dry
The kiss of death leaves her mark upon my face
and I leave this life without trace
spinning upon a bottomless top
lop sided - the fevers of my mind
can never stop
and when I leave my body behind
we shall cry the forgotten teardrop
Oh the sorrow runs the rivers dry
and all the children cry
for the rivers run dry
The bite of the spider woman sends fevers down my spine
at the crossroads our doctrines intertwined
entangled in a web of curoisty
I explore deeper within our tranquility
Oh the sorrow runs the rivers dry
and all the children cry
for the all the rivers run dry
The kiss of death leaves her mark upon my face
and I leave this life without trace
spinning upon a bottomless top
lop sided - the fevers of my mind
can never stop
and when I leave my body behind
we shall cry the forgotten teardrop
Oh the sorrow runs the rivers dry
and all the children cry
for the rivers run dry
Published 5th Dec 2016
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