Two And Twenty Misfortunes lyrics
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Artist: Shai Hulud Album: That Within Blood Ill-Tempered
Lyrics
Brilliance A heart of gold And a voice that whispers "I am wholly miserable."
He is the most miserable of men Every word he speaks reeks of failure He has failed where others Have succeeded threefold This failure suffers
What is a man That is the source of his own misery.. To face a lifelong nightmare Of taunting dreams is unbearable What is this man A dark prophet.. A dark prophecy..
Suffering knows no end Nor does his appetite for it Opt for the darkest corner and brood Keep closed your eyes Keep turned your back Tomorrow is dead
Tomorrow is dead Today is the grave Yesterday he secured a tomb
Time has been cruel Why should time be any different than life When tomorrow is dead
His shame
He will lie between Resentment and regret He shed his grace As certian as a snake sheds its skin Laid waste to a wealth of talent - His curse of being blessed with treasures That just were not gold enough
His endless misfortune
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