In love with the maiden, the flower of winter
Lowbrow children, in grove of the inland
How many times heart's gone through the grinder?
wherever you look there's a painful reminder
Singing, love song, words of a stranger
The howling miller, never to face her
Temple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels.
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
"Live with the Blacksheep, live with me!"
Insanity, blessing for those born to hate you
Burned by the embers of love, it is so cruel
Howling the night, for the sun of the midnight
Serving the people, condemned to eternal
Night of the lost song, words of the stranger
The howling miller, never to face her
Temple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
"Live with the Blacksheep, live with me!"
Temple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
"Live with the Blacksheep, live with me!"
Temple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
"Live with the Blacksheep, live with me!"
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