Sarah (Bury Her)
I’ve been in perjury I’ve been in chains for oh so many years And it’s a mystery How this neglect can bring me ever near. You are a sanctuary, but must agree You never give yourself And I cannot compete with Sarah No I cannot compete with Sarah She was the one who never broke your heartstring She was the virgin in an icy tomb Didn't she say that it would last forever? But when she fell she broke a thousand hearts for you Marry me or bury me to. Now it is clear to me That you are just a soul who’s in despair You’re never cruel to me because I feel you’re never really there I should have closed this door Left long before I ever heard her name For I cannot compete with Sarah No I cannot compete with Sarah
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
They looked out from the Fortress on the hill There came a single warrior Returning from the kill The spoils of war hung From his horses mane The bloody heads of enemies That he had freshly slayed They saw the face The eyes so sullen Could only be the Young Cú Chullain Thunder rising Thunder rising Thunder rising Early in the morning Cities burning The world keeps turning Thunder rising Early in the morning The son of Lugh MacEithleen knew no fear For just one blow at any foe To tell his end was near So many tried to mock this Celtic son They taunted and they teased him till He slayed them one by one And so they came And so they've fallen at the hands of Young Cú Chullain Thunder rising Thunder rising Thunder rising Early in the morning Cities burning The world keeps turning Thunder rising Early in the morning Long ago the legend has it How the mighty Ulster men Battled with the King Of Connacht Fighting to the bitter end No one knew what foolish reason Caused this skirmish to begin Was it treachery or treason Or just the idle threats of drunken men? Thunder rising Thunder rising Thunder rising Early in the morning Cities burning The world keeps turning Thunder rising Early in the morning Thunder rising Thunder rising Thunder rising Early in the morning Young men are dying The widows are crying Thunder rising Early in the morning
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 15, 2025
I dreamt last night that you were here again, Tristan do you remember the death of love? I can see clearly the past when you called me your child Rose from the tomb of my heart to be crush by his light Dark lord hold me You control me You should know me By my faithful heart Tristan How we would dance in the shadows So cast by the moon Master have pity your Child needs you blistering heat Dark lord hold me You control me You should know me By my faithful heart Tristan Will you return to your daughter who burns for your touch? Father each drop of the blood in my veins is for you. Dark lord hold me You control me You should know me By my faithful heart Tristan
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025