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letra de the black mare - wolfrik

the black mare lyrics
the latch on the door proved weak tonight
hinged and locked but not sealed tight
enough to hold back what’s been peering inside
starving eyes locked on her body
laying so peacefully asleep
unaware of the creatures crawling in her keep
through the crack under the sweep, it seeps
to an unsuspecting victim, it creeps
salivating in antic-p-tion, it prepares itself for the feast
for the feast

[chorus]
perched like peregrine
hunchback hunkering down for the night
if only she’d have found a way to keep the room sеaled
drag the nails on the godd-mn door
battеn the hatches and pray that the latch is hooked tonight
ribs threaten to splinter under pressure settling
the air lies still with the exception of her breathing
and the subtle wind of its wings are opening until she returns

it’s kind of funny how you draw attention
while you’re lying motionless
everyone in the room wants to scream out
but they’re too afraid to wake you up
you ever wonder what’s beyond the walls of sleep
while you lie still in the night?
everyone in the room wants to scream out
but they’re too afraid
[chorus]
perched like peregrine
hunchback hunkering down for the night
if only she’d have found a way
the latch on the door proved weak tonight
hinged and locked but not sealed tight
enough to hold back what’s been peering inside
keep the room sealed
drag the nails on the godd-mn door
batten the hatches and pray that the latch is hooked tonight
ribs threaten to splinter under pressure settling
the air lies still with the exception of her breathing
and the subtle wind of its wings
she will return

i’ll p-ss all over your fantasy
i’ll lather you up with every desire you could need
soundlessly sleeping and silently screaming
for the nightmare to begin
i’ll p-ss all over your fantasy
you’ll soak the sheets as you weep in ecstasy
if you could speak, i’m sure you’d spit up a chorus
singing, “don’t wake, don’t wake me, don’t wake me up”

so on his nightmare through the evening fog
flits the squab fiend over fen and lake and bog
you’ve dreaming for a long time
and i’ve been waiting right in front of your closed eyes
your closed eyes

- wolfrik

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