Song: Release
Oct. 31st, 2002 02:49 pmThis song is more rock than anything else, in 4/4 time. Let me just say it's in homage to
browngirl's good news of the day, and possibly what she might say to her current place of employ.
Deep in darkness, down to my soul
Cut by a thousand knives of shining black
I long for distance, to be made whole
No more razors buried in my back
Give me release I beg you, surcease from pain
Give me my freedom Leader, be not my thane
Its time for me to leave your precious hold
Your leash is misery and endless cold
Quiet whispers stronger than steel
A web of dark deception, all evil snares
I'm not your smorgasbord, I am no meal
Beyond your petty self I have no cares
Give me release I beg you, surcease from pain
My friends will keep me stable, we will sustain
It's time for me to leave your noxious hold
Your leash is misery and endless cold
Glaring sunlight in darkest gloom
Dispel the shadows that dog my heels
So let me out of my joyless room
I'll grind your shouts with singing wheels
Now's my release I tell you, surcease from pain
You are as dust to me, chaff from the grain
Past time for me to leave your painful hold
This day was overdue, but long foretold
Deep in darkness, down to my soul
Cut by a thousand knives of shining black
I long for distance, to be made whole
No more razors buried in my back
Give me release I beg you, surcease from pain
Give me my freedom Leader, be not my thane
Its time for me to leave your precious hold
Your leash is misery and endless cold
Quiet whispers stronger than steel
A web of dark deception, all evil snares
I'm not your smorgasbord, I am no meal
Beyond your petty self I have no cares
Give me release I beg you, surcease from pain
My friends will keep me stable, we will sustain
It's time for me to leave your noxious hold
Your leash is misery and endless cold
Glaring sunlight in darkest gloom
Dispel the shadows that dog my heels
So let me out of my joyless room
I'll grind your shouts with singing wheels
Now's my release I tell you, surcease from pain
You are as dust to me, chaff from the grain
Past time for me to leave your painful hold
This day was overdue, but long foretold
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Date: 2002-10-31 11:41 pm (UTC)