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Ray Wylie Hubbard

In Times Of Cold

 

In Times Of Cold

(アルバム: Tell The Devil I'm Gettin' There As Fast As I Can - 2018)


The dying saints held their faith
With blood stained prayers
The wicked gods gave the poets
Regret and despair

Now some ruffians and even grifters
Can fall in love with no hesitation
Whether with harlots or virgins
Is no guarantee of salvation

When I plead my cause before the court of heaven
Before I likely take my place in hell
The regrets I'll own forever:
I'll not see my love again
And in times of cold she'll be alone as well

My scrapes were not lethal
My crimes mostly purloined schemes
She prayed for my atonement
Some souls can't be redeemed

A violet leaves its fragrance
When tread on by a heel
So when I come to where all light is gone
Her essence will be with me still

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