Song The Bolt Of Cupid Fell – Darkseed

and dig deep wounds in Your beauty now
Your youth’s proud livery so gazed on me
tomorrow will be darkened sealed

Look how a bird lies tangled in a net
Pure shame and awed resistance made him freed
So fastened in her arms the favoured lies
She found more beauty in his varied eyes

Cut is the branch that might be grown
with Your faith, the treasure of Your lusty days

Then being asked where all Your beauty lies
I say it to Your deep-sunken eyes
“As i the dead the living should exceed,
possessed by heavens heart and hand”

He burns with bashful shame
She with her tears does quench the maiden
burning off her cheeks
Then with her windy sighs and golden hands
to fain and blow them dry again she seeks

got your thang in a slang from the work of a skirt dick in the dirt
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