Kosh
'The' Yaztromo
what a shit week.
I split with my girl,
I crash my car,
The Albion chuck away a 3-1 lead!
My friends dog is sick on my sleeping bag,
my sunday league team lose 2-0.
and now im back on NSC... oh dear, oh dear - this is bad.
how does it all feel? kind of like this...
Barefoot and weary we came to a valley,
turned to the east and beheld the view.
Curious to measure the fever within,
off we went trembling to find our sin.
Raiment's of crystal reflecting pretension,
hugged from the shoulders of one and all.
No one could move there was no-where to go,
slowly we died in the wind and snow.
Borne from the carnage and cast into darkness,
Pray for the priest of duality.
Fragrant the blossom but deadly the thorn,
some born from sorrow some from scorn.
Slowly we walked to the sound of the sunlight,
down to the valley as morning grew,
Show me your words I was turning to say,
When came the sting of my tasteless game...
for hanxxx

I split with my girl,
I crash my car,
The Albion chuck away a 3-1 lead!
My friends dog is sick on my sleeping bag,
my sunday league team lose 2-0.
and now im back on NSC... oh dear, oh dear - this is bad.
how does it all feel? kind of like this...
Barefoot and weary we came to a valley,
turned to the east and beheld the view.
Curious to measure the fever within,
off we went trembling to find our sin.
Raiment's of crystal reflecting pretension,
hugged from the shoulders of one and all.
No one could move there was no-where to go,
slowly we died in the wind and snow.
Borne from the carnage and cast into darkness,
Pray for the priest of duality.
Fragrant the blossom but deadly the thorn,
some born from sorrow some from scorn.
Slowly we walked to the sound of the sunlight,
down to the valley as morning grew,
Show me your words I was turning to say,
When came the sting of my tasteless game...
for hanxxx