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Mrs.BordenIt was a cold, cloudy, dark and moonless nightWhen ancient spirits steped up to my side They pushed me upstairs, they pushed from everywhere They reinforced my darkness, let me glare Creek and crunch the wooden boards gave quiet Peacefully my parents slept tight side by side But in an athmosphere of gloom, I made up their room I made it with a hatched, sealed their doom This is my trail, so help me god Butcher or beauty, unguilty or not Yo'll never see tears and don't hear a pardon Believe that I would do this again After sad, wasted, grey and hollow years Blood washed the numbness from my life like tears It blured on the ground, it pasted all around A virgin has died , blood blessed the hound This is my trail... |