Deep Purple
Black night is not right I don't feel so bright I don't care to sit tight Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me Black night is a long way from home I don't need a dark tree I don't want a rough sea I can't feel, I can't see Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me Black night is a long way from home Black night, black night I don't need black night I can't see dark light Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me Black night is a long way from home
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 26, 2026
Emmaretta Did you get my letter I sent it to you Oh, Emmaretta Do you still feel When night is falling Something's calling Oh, Emmaretta Behind my thoughts Oh, Emmaretta I can get to you To feel better I must go now Oh, Emmaretta Full moon's rising Oh, Emmaretta Oh, it's a thousand miles Oh, and I need you, child Oh, they can drive me wild What I feel and make it real
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 26, 2026
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah I am a preacher with a message for my people Over the world, scratching on the ground Looking for the peace that nobody has found I am a spokesman for a better way of living Love is the word and it can be heard If you are young the message can be sung Let me hear you sing Oh, tell it to the man who's power is the sermon on the wall Tell it to the man, it's you who says you can misjudge them all Tell it until it can be heard above the wailing of the crowd Tell it on the field of war and hope you'll soon be justified There is a better way of life and it's not so hard to find If you live and let the people in your world speak its mind I am the pupil who sells his life for freedom All over the world and it can be heard If you are young the message can be sung
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 26, 2026
April is a cruel time Even though the sun may shine And world looks in the shade As it slowly comes away Still fall, the April rain And the valley's filled with pain And you can't tell if I cry As I look up to The grey sky, where it should be blue Grey sky, where I should see you Ask why, why it should be so? I'll cry, say that I don't know Maybe once in a while I'll forget and I'll smile But then the feeling comes again Of an April without end Of an April lonely as it come In the dark of my mind I can see, all too fine But there is nothing to be done When I just can't feel the sun And the springtime is the season of the night Grey sky, where it should be blue Grey sky, where I should see you Ask why, why it should be so? I'll cry, say that I don't know I don't know
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 26, 2026