(follow Me) Onto The Morrow Lyrics

Come, come,
here into my arms
fall to a knee,
to my pseudo-charms.

a rún is ainm dom

The day is ours, this I know,
love and lust, not flowers,
are the seeds we'll sow

Onto the morrow
and many new morns,
and lanced shall be flesh
by concupiscent thorns.

a rún is ainm dom

and lanced shall be flesh
by concupiscent thorns

Come, come,
the sun, over us,
burns its lovers glow
and the grass projects passions shadow below.

a rún is ainm dom
follow me to see your golden dawn

The day is ours, this I know,
love and lust, not flowers,
are the seeds we'll sow

Onto the morrow
and many new morns,
and lanced shall be flesh
by concupiscent thorns.

and lanced shall be flesh
by concupiscent thorns

Onto the morrow
follow me to see your golden dawn
and many new morns

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