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the widow's bane - for sentimental reasons كلمات الأغنية

she threw the first handful
into the grave
she called forth her tears
she knew how to behave
not revealing the secret that she held inside
and they all felt such pity for my poor, widowed bride
and i could not condemn them, for some years ago
when the hot winds of passion through my own loins did blow
i drank her deception, and it quenched my thirst
darkness hidden in beauty, like a fine redwood hе_rs_

now she has lain me down to sleep
and nеver shall i rise
the serpent’s nurse with bitten hand
should come as no surprise

now she lies with another, held tight in embrace
and i lie in this casket in this unholy place
my dead heart is throbbing, with vengeance its beat
and i climb, with a cold smile
to my wife i shall meet
and the cold wind is bitter, and the clouds hide the moon
i pass my old village, my time coming soon
and i look through my window, in my bed they are warm
but they both start to shiver from the strength of my scorn
and i will lay her down to sleep
and never will she rise
the dying nurse will crush the snake
brought forth her own demise

i go out to the barn, and i get my old scythe
my milk cow is lean, left to starve by my wife
my oxen are haggard, and my silo is bare
i move back to the house, my wife has not a prayer
and i cross through the threshold, catch the smell of their l_st
and i pull them apart, and the blade i do thrust
through his stomach so deeply, and the wood that’s below
this he could not dislodge, death will come but be slow
i catch my wife quickly, even though she has run
all her days in the parlor, while i worked in the sun
too much candy and gossip will make a girl weep
and as i dragged her behind, she was too scared to speak
i said, “i loved you, and worked hard to give you a life
and you bled my heart empty, as a thanks for my strife
so you could have your lover, and the money i bore
but there’s room in this casket for our love evermore.”

now we both lay down to sleep
and never will we rise
with dirt packed on, there was no one
to hear her m_ffled cries

- the widows bane

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