I've come home late that night,
from driving along the riverside.
You know I've been crying,
it's obvious from my eyes.
Please don't ask me why
I don't want to lie
-anymore.
It's because of you
and everyone I ever knew.
You know I've seen so many things,
was down the drain, flew on wings.
Fought like the devil,
prayed to the Lord.
Kept on believing, kept on trying,
until inside my heart was dying.
You know I loved so strong,
but everytime -in the end- it was wrong.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike
and thunder is my lullaby.
Thinking back there was a time,
when I drank painful wine from bloodless vine.
I was in chains - unable to break free.
I'd thoght that'd be the worst I'd ever see.
But I've been wrong so it seems,
to break from the cage
-that broke my dreams-
protecting me from your rave.
I've been yiffing so many nights.
Found inside me a so wonderful feeling.
Being happy seemed one of my rights.
But for that perhaps I'm just not enough appealing.
So I charge you
(hear me crying)
So I charge you
(as I am dying)
So I charge you
(hear my squealing)
So I charge you
(I cease being)
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike
and thunder is my lullaby.
Hey you, who you love me,
you're trying to bind my heart.
Can't you see how I suffer,
when you tie me down too hard?
Hey you, who you don't care,
you talked to me until you yiffed me,
you don't mind me falling apart.
Hey you, who you caresses me,
You know you want to be eventually bound.
When you get so, you won't worry,
how I'll get around.
Hey you, who told me the great lie,
how friends wouldn't let friends suffer.
You just had me not letting suffer you,
but when I cried, it didn't matter.
Hey you, who I loved so much,
When we finally met,
you just were so much like the others.
Hey you, who you hold me so good,
can't you see I'm hurt when you yiff with others.
Though I'm doing so, too.
Hey you, who I wanted to hold forever,
you told me it'd go on as we were used to,
until next day you got yourself a mate.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike
and thunder is my lullaby.
Please don't yiff me.
Please don't yiff me.
Please don't yiff me
Even if I really want to.
Please don't yiff me
your cock is like a knife to my soul.
Please don't yiff me
for every moment of joy there is a wound.
Please don't yiff me
I don't want to bleed no more.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike
and thunder is my lullaby.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike
and thunder is my lullaby.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike.
My guiding shine is a lightning strike
and thunder is my lullaby.
Hey me, who is sadly screaming
and keeps pushing you all away.
Just wait a day,
then I'll come pulling again.
Loneliness is the worst knife of them all.
02-10-02
-Pilgrim
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