The Legend Of The Flower Of Woe (Bonus Track)(Explicit)-Horse The Band

[ti:The Legend Of The Flower Of Woe (Bonus Track)(Explicit)] [ar:Horse The Band] [al:R. Borlax] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.01]The Legend Of The Flower Of Woe (Bonus Track)(Explicit) - Horse The Band [00:00.32]This I know there is one who captures me [00:05.37] [00:07.78]For an age I stared at the heart of the moon [00:13.35] [00:14.09]Rise and fall rise and fall [00:17.53] [00:19.73]I close my eyes I wish for freedom when I open my eyes [00:29.45] [00:31.22]I found myself asleep [00:32.76] [00:35.35]The emptiness of my eyes the memory whispers seductively [00:41.12] [00:43.89]Worlds away worlds away worlds away [00:49.56] [00:54.05]Trying to forget I looked in the heart of each perfect star [00:57.67] [00:58.55]Each so full of myriad wonders of their own [01:00.70] [01:02.84]But in the night one cannot deny her [01:04.62] [01:06.68]There can be no shadows without her defining light [01:09.07] [01:10.86]My life became a dream as it sank [01:12.36]Into the void of the fantasy I constructed [01:16.41]From her intangible attributes from which I awoke [01:21.15] [01:22.66]I had to again learn to see [01:25.37] [01:27.79]She is cold she does not have the power to sustain my life [01:31.32]Upon her I would die [01:32.66] [01:49.75]Love non absolute love love imperfect love [01:56.97] [01:59.37]Love non absolute love love imperfect love [02:07.06] [02:15.49]An inner closeness a mutual respect the power of trust [02:20.91] [02:24.04]The thunder of laughter shared words [02:26.45] [02:27.25]We are the same we are so different [02:30.83] [02:32.90]I dared not look at her speak to her but I did [02:44.12] [02:45.12]I dared not look at her speak to her but I did [02:53.98] [03:06.82]Fact's a fact man was not meant for the moon [03:14.00] [03:15.14]This one fear it was like an open wound [03:22.17] [03:55.38]We are so close the distance between us is a kiss [04:03.08] [04:04.74]A kiss that does not exist a soft gentle petal flying [04:09.70]On the wild wings of the wind [04:12.92] [04:14.34]A single petal from the gentle grace of the flower of woe [04:22.25] [04:23.87]May we all vomit at the stench of its perfume