Taken From InDread Cold's CD "Underaba". + Informações

Taken From InDread Cold's CD "Underaba". + Informações

Eclipse is a Symphonic Black Metal band from Katowice, Poland. They released an EP and a studio album in the early 00's. They are currently unsigned to any label. This song is from their EP "Dorsacharm's Venomous Colours". Lyrics: In the arms of shadow my power is growing I'm a half-god I'm crossing the threshold of portal I've arrived again be ware Serviled fans of rotting pride Soon my destination will be reached The dethronization of coronated master of this land I'm comforter of deceased and tameless enemy of those who live I cast a curse in those people who lament in the twilight And the morning they dream about fame Again I'm mounting on flamed steedbr To steal into the deadly moonlight to conquer the new worlds To inundate them with my filthy hordes And my delightful dreams came true No, it's not a heresy, this is a twisted reality Only I can create the vision so real That fear for closing eye-lids like plaque will touch human's breed I want to hear screams of terror and lamentable whimpering When hellish desire will woke up in the dreams Sand of time displacing slowly, in the hour-glass of infinity Secret places are still waiting for me Scattered in the abyss of mind Band has connections to: Abusiveness, Blasphemy Rites, Blaze of Perdition, Darzamat, Deivos, InDread Cold, Iperyt, Infernal War, Pripegal, Squash Bowels and Ulcer.. + Informações

The sixth track from In Dread Response's 2007 album 'From The Oceanic Graves'. Lyrics: Haunted shores beckon me To an unknown destiny Force guilt with no sympathy Though some have carried mountains Mute these words, in this venomous world Golden tongues - diamonds ground to dust Fading lights glowing... in murky waters, drowning Hesitant warning signs Sickening cold at sunrise Heart became mechanism Life's grip has lost adhesion, still we- Mute these words, in this venomous world Golden tongues - diamonds ground to dust Fading lights glowing... in murky waters, drowning Momentary vow of silence, this hidden monologue I'll take beyond the grave So many who play hero, never notice the martyr The sun sets with so many left behind Through devastated eyes (broken mirrors) Trapdoors to emptiness sealed shut (we hope) Sixteen candles burning so pale And now we're all breathing with you Mute these words, in this venomous world Golden tongues - diamonds ground to dust However freedom has been lost The void has spared one more captive... (A fleet of souls in the thickening fog) Momentary vow of silence... This hidden monologue... I'll take beyond the grave... Silent explosions in dark serenity Passing through corridors of dead kids Hopeless scenes that stain remembrance Hopeless scenes that stain remembrance And now... We're all breathing with you. + Informações

Marillion live @ 5th Night of the Prog Festival Loreley Amphitheatre 4.9.2010 Lyrics: The world's gone mad And I have lost touch I shouldn't admit it But I have It slipped away while I was distracted I haven't changed I swear I haven't changed How did this happen? I didn't feel myself evaporating... My body has gone But my eyes remain Hovering, witnessing Cold as a ghost... watching the streets Sheltering in doorways of Venice, Vienna, Budapest, Krakow and Amsterdam I have become the invisible Man The invisible heart beating against you The invisible pulse silently thumping I should my name in the public places No one seems to notice No one understands I stand perfectly still In the middle of the road I hold my nerve I hold my nerve Hold my nerve But the cars don't swerve I will hear your prayers As you whisper alone I am the one you felt was close You lit a candle Blessings in the cold night air I will feel your breath as you turn to go I will watch you leave From somewhere up high As you cross the pardk In the Autumn light In the Autumn light In the Autumn light If I close my eyes Ican see where you live Climb the winding stairs Up to your apartment The scent of you preparing His evening meal I ust watch in dread When he's cruel to you In horrified silence As you make love I cannot lift a hand Lift a hand to stop him I don't exist What can I do? What can I do? I will scream in your ear As you're passing by I will wrap my arms around you You won't hear, you won't feel me .... + Informações

Inesquecível Sinead O'Connor! Raspa o cabelo só pra mostrar que é muito mais que um rosto bonito, tem alma, talento (muuuito talento) e opinião propria. Unforgettable Sinead O'Connor! He shaved his hair just to show that it is much more than a pretty face, has a soul, talent (sooo talented) and own opinion. Aqui ela mostra um pouquinho de sua verdadeira beleza e executa com perfeição a dança, de origem celta desta música incrível. Acompanhe a letra abaixo. Here she shows a little of their true beauty and does just the dance, Celtic origin of this incredible music. Follow the letter below. I am streched on your grave And will lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather When my family thinks That I'm save in my bed From night until morning I'm streched on your head Calling out to the air With tears hot and wild My grief for the girl That I loved as a child Do you remember The night we were lost In the shade of the blackthorn And the chill of the frost Thanks be to Jesus We did what was right And your maidenhead still Is your pillar of light The priests and the friars Approach me in dread Because I still love you My love and your dead I still would be your shelter Through rain and through storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm So I'm streched on your grave and I will lie there forever if your hands were in mine I'd be sure .... + Informações

From "She Who Dwells' - 2003 I am streched on your grave And will lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather When my family thinks That I'm save in my bed From night until morning I'm streched on your head Calling out to the air With tears hot and wild My grief for the girl That I loved as a child Do you remember The night we were lost In the shade of the blackthorn And the chill of the frost Thanks be to Jesus We did what was right And your maidenhead still Is your pillar of light The priests and the friars Approach me in dread Because I still love you My love and your dead I still would be your shelter Through rain and through storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm So I'm streched on your grave and I will lie there forever if your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness It's time we were together For I smell on earth and am worn by the weather © 2001--2008 Uppercut Music. + Informações

10th and last track from album Annhilation of the Wicked Lyrics: I Hath Dreamed Black and Grim, Desolate Visions Of the Pre-Human Serpent Folk and Communed with Long-dead Reptiles. Silently Watching Through the Ages in Cold, Curious Apathy. The Unending Sorrows and Suffering of an Abysmal Humankind. I Dare Not Again Surrender to the Deep Sleep Which Ever Beckons Me. Lest I in Dread. Shudder at the Nameless Things. That May at this Very Moment. Be Crawling and Lurking. At the Slimy Edges of My Conciousness. Slithering Forth from the Bowels of Their Infernal Pits. Worshipping Their Ancient Stone Idols and Carving Their Own Detestable Likenesses On Subterranean Obelisks of Blood-soaked Granite. I Await the Day When the Claws of Doom Shall Rise. To Drag Down in Their Reeking Talons the Weary and Hopeless Remnants of a Jaded, Decayed, War-despairing Mankind. Of a Day When the Earth Shall Open Wide and the Black, Bottomless, Yawning Abyss Engulfs the Arrogant Civilizations of Man. Chthonic Retribution Shall Ascend. Amidst Universal Pandemonium and Those Who Slither and Crawl Shall Rise Again Once More to Inherit the Earth.. + Informações

Lyrics [intro] I Hath Dreamed Black and Grim, Desolate Visions Of the Pre-Human Serpent Folk and Communed with Long-dead Reptiles Silently Watching Through the Ages in Cold, Curious Apathy. The Unending Sorrows and Suffering of an Abysmal Humankind. I Dare Not Again Surrender to the Deep Sleep Which Ever Beckons Me. Lest I in Dread. Shudder at the Nameless Things. That May at this Very Moment. Be Crawling and Lurking. At the Slimy Edges of My Conciousness. Slithering Forth from the Bowels of Their Infernal Pits. Worshipping Their Ancient Stone Idols and Carving Their Own Detestable Likenesses On Subterranean Obelisks of Blood-soaked Granite. [bridge] [solo] I Await the Day When the Claws of Doom Shall Rise. To Drag Down in Their Reeking Talons the Weary and Hopeless Remnants of a Jaded, Decayed, War-despairing Mankind. Of a Day When the Earth Shall Open Wide and the Black, Bottomless, Yawning Abyss Engulfs the Arrogant Civilizations of Man. Chathonic Retribution Shall Ascend. Amidst Universal Pandemonium and Those Who Slither and Crawl Shall Rise Again Once More to Inherit the Earth. [long outro]. + Informações

I am stretched on your grave And will lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather When my family thinks That I'm safe in my bed From night until morning I am stretched at your head Calling out to the air With tears hot and wild My grief for the girl That I loved as a child Do you remember The night we were lost In the shade of the blackthorn And the chill of the frost Thanks be to Jesus We did what was right And your maiden head still Is your pillar of light The priests and the friars Approach me in dread Because I still love you My love and you're dead I still would be your shelter Through rain and through storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm So I'm stretched on your grave And will lie there forever If you hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather. + Informações

Plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes Snare truth in bone and globe. Harlequins coin pointless games Sneer jokes in parrot's robe. Two women weep, dame scarlet screen Sheds sudden theatre rain, Whilst dark in dream the midnight queen Knows every human pain. In air, fire, earth and water World on the scales. Air, fire, earth and water Balance of change World on the scales On the scales. Bishop's kings spin judgement's blade Scratch "faith" on nameless graves. Harvest hags hoard ash and sand Rack rope and chain for slaves Who fireside fear fermented words Then rear to spoil the feast; Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles To him it matters least. Heroes hands drain stones for blood To whet the scaling knife. Magi blind with visions light Net death in dread of life. Their children kneel in jesus till They learn the price of nail; Whilst all around our mother earth Waits balanced on the scales. (The wake of Poseidon) (King Crimson) I am the ocean Lit by the flame I am the mountain Peace is my name I am the river Touched by the wind I am the story I never end. Peace-An End (King Crimson) Peace is a word Of the sea and the wind. Peace is a bird who sings As you smile. Peace is the love Of a foe as a friend; Peace is the love you bring To a child Searching for me You look everywhere, Except beside you. Searching for you You look everywhere, But not inside you. Peace is a stream From the heart of a man; Peace is a man, whose breadth Is the dawn. Peace is a dawn On a day without end .... + Informações

LYRICS: I am stretched on your grave And I'll lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree, my brightness, It's time we were together For I smell of the Earth And I'm worn by the weather. When my family thinks That I'm safely in my bed From morn until night I am stretched at your head Calling out to the air With tears both hot and wild For the loss of a girl I loved as a child. Do you remember the night The night when we were lost In the shade of the blackthorn And the chill of the frost? Oh, and thanks be to Jesus We did what was right And your maidenhead still Is your pillar of light. I am stretched on your grave And I'll lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever Oh, the priests and the friars They approach me in dread For I love you still My wife, and you're dead I still will be your shelter Through rain and through storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm So I am stretched on your grave And I'll lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree, my brightness, It's time we were together For I smell of the Earth And I'm worn by the weather. So I am stretched on your grave And I'll lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever. + Informações

Lyrics: I am stretched on your grave And will lie there forever With your hands held in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree, my brightness 'Tis time we were together For I smell of the earth And am stained by the weather When my family thinks That I'm safe in my bed From night until morning I am stretched at your head Calling out to the air With tears both hot and wild Oh I grieve for the girl That I loved as a child The priests and the friars Behold me in dread Because I still love you My love, and you're dead And would still be your shelter From rain and from storm But with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm ---IMPORTANT--- I don´t owe this material. All the rights belong to Dead can Dance ( Brendan Perry and Lisa Gerrard ) and 4AD records. ---IMPORTANT---. + Informações

"In the Wake of Poseidon" (Fripp, Sinfield). From their second studio album "In the Wake of Poseidon", 15/May/1970. * Greg Lake -- Vocals (except "Cadence and Cascade") * Mel Collins -- flute, saxophones * Robert Fripp -- guitars, mellotron, devices * Michael Giles -- drums * Peter Sinfield -- lyrics * Peter Giles -- bass * Keith Tippett -- piano * Gordon Haskell -- vocals ("Cadence and Cascade" only). Lyrics: Plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes Snare truth in bone and globe. Harlequins coin pointless games Sneer jokes in parrot's robe. Two women weep, dame scarlet screen Sheds sudden theatre rain, Whilst dark in dream the midnight queen Knows every human pain. In air, fire, earth and water World on the scales. Air, fire, earth and water Balance of change World on the scales On the scales. Bishop's kings spin judgement's blade Scratch "faith" on nameless graves. Harvest hags hoard ash and sand Rack rope and chain for slaves Who fireside fear fermented words Then rear to spoil the feast; Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles To him it matters least. Heroes hands drain stones for blood To whet the scaling knife. Magi blind with visions light Net death in dread of life. Their children kneel in jesus till They learn the price of nail; Whilst all around our mother earth Waits balanced on the scales. (including "Libra's Theme"). ============================================= I do not own King Crimson. "In the Wake of Poseidon" belongs to King Crimson and EG Records Ltd.. + Informações

r.roo - Into A Cloud Label: Abstrakt Reflections Catalog#: AR_011 Format: 11 x File, FLAC, Album Country: Argentina Released: 28 Feb 2011 Genre: Electronic Style: Abstract, IDM r.roo music is all about northern wind gusts, hopeless sky, gloomy clouds and despairing drops raining. Clouds all below, the swarms fall down, heavy, pressing, rain binds and thunder makes deaf. Your body is dipped in cold flow, your motions slow down, you can no longer control yourself.High keynotes interfere with drops, lacerated sounds and grinding. Everything mixes; and now you are integral with music. You are a huge royal wave. Sometimes it seems that the creator of this groaning world just makes fun of it. It seems unusual and strange to hear hopeful faint notes in this slough delirium, as if sky is hesitantly pierced by the rays of a sun. Eventually, sun rises and clashes with a stream you drown in. You are blinded but the flow retreats in dread. But can you hold on, choking and waiting for the dawn? you never know how the battle ends. Anyway this sullen world will push you out at the most interesting moment to leave you ignorant. Tracklist: 01. My 02. world 03. transformed 04. into a cloud 05. to scatter 06. dreams 07. and toughts 08. to drops 09. at dawn 10. of autumn 11. sun. Abstrakt Reflections is a platform and netlabel, focusing on the types they love, the darker side of IDM and post-industrial music. They watch for things more left-field, a creative space for abstract rhythms .... + Informações

Rising Gael's version of the Irish classic "Stretched On Your Grave", from the album One More Day. [I prefer this version to any other I've heard, personally] I CLAIM NO OWNERSHIP OVER THIS SONG NOR THESE PICTURES. Lyrics: I am stretched on your grave And I'll lie here forever If you hands were in mine I'd be sure they would not sever My apple tree, my brightness, It's time we were together For I smell by the Earth And I'm worn by the weather. When my family think That I'm safely in my bed Oh, from night until morn I am stretched out at your head Calling out unto the earth With tears hot and wild For the loss of the boy That I loved as a child. Do you remember the night Oh, the night when we were lost In the shade of the blackthorn And the touch of the frost? Oh, and thanks be to Jesus We did all that was right And your maidenhead still Is your pillar of light. Oh, the priests and the friars They approach me in dread For I love you still Oh, my life, and you're dead But I still will be your shelter Through rain and through storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm I am stretched on your grave And I'll lie here forever If you hands were in mine I'd be sure they would not sever My apple tree, my brightness, It's time we were together For I smell by the Earth And I'm worn by the weather.. + Informações

www.uk70sprogrock.com http BP Oil Spill Gulf of Mexico In The Wake Of Poseidon by King Crimson. What a Tragedy in our waters. Truly a sad time for all affected by this... Plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes Snare truth in bone and globe. Harlequins coin pointless games Sneer jokes in parrot's robe. Two women weep, dame scarlet screen Sheds sudden theatre rain, Whilst dark in dream the midnight queen Knows every human pain. In air, fire, earth and water World on the scales. Air, fire, earth and water Balance of change World on the scales On the scales. Bishop's kings spin judgement's blade Scratch "faith" on nameless graves. Harvest hags hoard ash and sand Rack rope and chain for slaves Who fireside fear fermented words Then rear to spoil the feast; Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles To him it matters least. Heroes hands drain stones for blood To whet the scaling knife. Magi blind with visions light Net death in dread of life. Their children kneel in jesus till They learn the price of nail; Whilst all around our mother earth Waits balanced on the scales.. + Informações

r.roo - Into A Cloud Label: Abstrakt Reflections Catalog#: AR_011 Format: 11 x File, FLAC, Album Country: Argentina Released: 28 Feb 2011 Genre: Electronic Style: Abstract, IDM r.roo music is all about northern wind gusts, hopeless sky, gloomy clouds and despairing drops raining. Clouds all below, the swarms fall down, heavy, pressing, rain binds and thunder makes deaf. Your body is dipped in cold flow, your motions slow down, you can no longer control yourself.High keynotes interfere with drops, lacerated sounds and grinding. Everything mixes; and now you are integral with music. You are a huge royal wave. Sometimes it seems that the creator of this groaning world just makes fun of it. It seems unusual and strange to hear hopeful faint notes in this slough delirium, as if sky is hesitantly pierced by the rays of a sun. Eventually, sun rises and clashes with a stream you drown in. You are blinded but the flow retreats in dread. But can you hold on, choking and waiting for the dawn? you never know how the battle ends. Anyway this sullen world will push you out at the most interesting moment to leave you ignorant. Tracklist: 01. My 02. world 03. transformed 04. into a cloud 05. to scatter 06. dreams 07. and toughts 08. to drops 09. at dawn 10. of autumn 11. sun. Abstrakt Reflections is a platform and netlabel, focusing on the types they love, the darker side of IDM and post-industrial music. They watch for things more left-field, a creative space for abstract rhythms .... + Informações

Visit Rocket Calcutta's official website: www.facebook.com This haunting Irish ballad was written in the 17th Century by an unknown bard and translated by Frank O'Connor for the Irish band Scullion led by musician, Philip King. I first heard it performed by the powerfully evocative band, Dead Can Dance. Here, inspired by the All Hallow's Eve festivities is my rendition. RC I am stretched on your grave And will lie there forever With your hands held in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness 'Tis time we were together For I smell of the earth And am stained by the weather When my family thinks That I'm safe in my bed From night until morning I am stretched at your head Calling out to the air With tears both hot and wild Oh I grieve for the girl That I loved as a child The priests and the friars Behold me in dread Because I still love you My love and you're dead I would still be your shelter From rain and from storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm.. + Informações

Artist: Nile (United States of America) Song: Von Unaussprechlichen Kulten Album: Annilation of the Wicked Year of release: 2005 Lyrics: I hath dreamed bleak and grim Desolate visions of the pre-human serpent Volk And communed with long-dead reptiles Silently watching through the ages in cold, curious apathy The unending sorrows and suffering of an abysmal humankind I dare not again surrender To the deep sleep Which ever beckons me Lest I in dread Shudder at the nameless things That may at this very moment Be crawling and lurking At the slimy edges of my consciousness Slithering forth from the bowels of their infernal pits Worshipping their ancient stone idols And carving their detestable likenesses On subterranean obelisks of blood soaked granite I await the day When the claws of doom shall rise To drag down in their reeking talons The weary and hopeless remnants Of a jaded, decayed, war-despairing mankind Of a day, when the earth shall open wide And the black, bottomless, yawning abyss Engulfs the arrogant civilatizations of man Chthonic retribution shall ascend Amidst universal pandemonium And those who slither and crawl shall rise again Once more to inherit the earth This is neither my music nor my artwork. I'm posting this video in the hopes of introducing people to music that I think they should know. I'm only posting my own favourite songs. I don't post entire albums, and don't take requests either. If you want to hear more, go to your local recordstore (or visit a .... + Informações

I did the video work on this, just a mish mash of random stills and video to one of my fave remixes to a Sinead O'Connor song and her beautiful voice. I am stretched on your grave And will lie there forever If your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather When my family thinks That I'm safe in my bed From night until morning I am stretched at your head Calling out to the air With tears hot and wild My grief for the girl That I loved as a child Do you remember The night we were lost In the shade of the blackthorn And the chill of the frost Thanks be to Jesus We did what was right And your maiden head still Is your pillar of light The priests and the friars Approach me in dread Because I still love you My love and you're dead I still would be your shelter Through rain and through storm And with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm So I'm stretched on your grave And will lie there forever If you hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree my brightness It's time we were together For I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather www.lyricstime.com. + Informações

Easter Sunday morning Cold and overcast Luckily my parish has A later morning Mass. This is what I learned I'll try and summarize With country chords and city words I swear I'll tell no lies: Roman soldier stands in dread Pilate's gonna want him dead Good God! The body's gone. Stone's been moved there's no one there Linen shrouds are everywhere Good God! The body's gone Women all run and the men all doubt Someone let the third thief out Good God! The body's gone. Mary, why you weep? Woman, why you moan? Mister gardener where'd they put My rabbi's flesh and bones? Hey boys what's the news Here on Emmaus road? Mister, where you been this week Hiding in some hole? "Mary" said he, need I say more The man who hung from the two by four Mary, the body's here. He started with Moses and took them through Broke some bread and then they knew Yep boys the body's here. Thomas got to see his side Peter took a headlong dive When John said "The Lord is there." Fishermen, start your fires Break out another dish Though risen I still love the taste Of Galilean fish. Peter, do you love me? Tell me three times now Peter, feed my lambs and sheep Don't worry just quite how. That's what I learned What can I say? That's what I learned On Easter Day. The body's gone But the body's here. --JJ Hayes. + Informações

Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. Lyrics: Plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes Snare truth in bone and globe. Harlequins coin pointless games Sneer jokes in parrot's robe. Two women weep, dame scarlet screen Sheds sudden theatre rain, Whilst dark in dream the midnight queen Knows every human pain. In air, fire, earth and water World on the scales. Air, fire, earth and water Balance of change World on the scales On the scales. Bishop's kings spin judgement's blade Scratch "faith" on nameless graves. Harvest hags hoard ash and sand Rack rope and chain for slaves Who fireside fear fermented words Then rear to spoil the feast; Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles To him it matters least. Heroes hands drain stones for blood To whet the scaling knife. Magi blind with visions light Net death in dread of life. Their children kneel in jesus till They learn the price of nail; Whilst all around our mother earth Waits balanced on the scales.. + Informações

r.roo - Into A Cloud Label: Abstrakt Reflections Catalog#: AR_011 Format: 11 x File, FLAC, Album Country: Argentina Released: 28 Feb 2011 Genre: Electronic Style: Abstract, IDM r.roo music is all about northern wind gusts, hopeless sky, gloomy clouds and despairing drops raining. Clouds all below, the swarms fall down, heavy, pressing, rain binds and thunder makes deaf. Your body is dipped in cold flow, your motions slow down, you can no longer control yourself.High keynotes interfere with drops, lacerated sounds and grinding. Everything mixes; and now you are integral with music. You are a huge royal wave. Sometimes it seems that the creator of this groaning world just makes fun of it. It seems unusual and strange to hear hopeful faint notes in this slough delirium, as if sky is hesitantly pierced by the rays of a sun. Eventually, sun rises and clashes with a stream you drown in. You are blinded but the flow retreats in dread. But can you hold on, choking and waiting for the dawn? you never know how the battle ends. Anyway this sullen world will push you out at the most interesting moment to leave you ignorant. Abstrakt Reflections releases are under the Creative Commons NC-ND 3.0. + Informações

Sinead dedicates this to Amy Winehouse, only to be disturbed by noisy audience. Please check my other 11 clips of Sinead in Paradiso, or in de Melkweg 2007 I am stretched on your grave and will lie there forever if your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever my apple tree my brightness it's time we were together for I smell of the earth and am worn by the weather when my family thinks that I'm safe in my bed from night until morning I am streteched at your head calling out to the air with tears hot and wild my grief for the girl that I loved as a child do you remember the night we were lost in the shade of the blackthorn and the chill of the frost thanks be to Jesus we did what was right and your maiden head still is your pillar of light the priests and the friars approach me in dread because I still love you my love and you're dead I still would be your shelter through rain and through storm and with you in your cold grave I cannot sleep warm so I'm stretched on your grave and will lie there forever if you hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever my apple tree my brightness it's time we were together for I smell of the earth and am worn by the weather.. + Informações