The Autumns
The Autumns - In The Russet Gold Of This Vain Hour lyrics
Your rating:
here in the night is the union blessed tears and sunlight burn to bruise your fair skin bitter the bride through her breaking lips cast to the fire that illumes the cherished blood true love dolls' dead breathing come to us come to us fears and their lyres brood o'er our moonlit bed smoke hair and vials of incense the silk stained red blood true love dolls' baited breath come to us come to us touched her head and...