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The Boatmans Dirge
Mat_j
14 Jan 2004
Eternity on a fiddle Beneath the cool black lake Death on a ship in the water A sordid bitter mistake
Drunk on the milk of a Goddess The water whispered quietly Delerious from the sprays poison Dreaming of when i was free
Stuck in the hold with a three piece band The pipes a guitar and me for ever we'll play our mounful song To aid sailers across this dark sea.
(Taken from Vespers)
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