Cesare Basile
Continuous Lover, Silent Sister
Come continuous lover see I'm weak and frail I've pawned my harvest for a hell of a fright the fields are whispering a name and I spit out the remnants of my days and ways come my silent sister untie this belt of brier here's my book of prayers beauty is just a stain I'd like to ease some of this pain but fields are moaning Songtextefields are whispering my name and I spit out the remnants of my days and ways
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