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My Dying Bride - Turn Loose The Swans Lyrics

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  • So little of what we observe, is the girl herself
  • Elaborate, scented coiffers
  • Adieu d'amour
  • Vast is the heirs ballroom
  • Let the rich give you presents
  • Heaven pours from her throat, as she sings and as she dances
  • The fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and dripping, playing in the air
  • My mouth eager and wishing
  • But I return to this nightingale
  • Her hair all fiery red
  • Deep it is and wild
  • My weakness will be fed
  • Boys whipped on the altar of Diana
  • Sometimes until they died
  • The cunning, wily merchant, and his four crippled horses
  • Tales told in warlike manner
  • The storyteller by the fire
  • While musing deeply on this sight, the songster stirred my desire
  • You are sweet and fine to listen to
  • Long tresses about your neck
  • Yet much is false
  • This mighty evening, I've seen no face
  • This is crushing me
  • My quill it aches
  • Turn loose the swans that drew my poets craft
  • I'll dwell in desolate cities
  • You burned my wings
  • I leave this ode, splendid victorious through the carnage
  • I wanted to touch them all
  • I wanted to touch them all

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