The Sweetest Curse کے بول

Curse with me Profane and discreet Make her move Cross veins and chamomile Soft and sweet Seasalt silver-meat Buried deep In crowskin overcoat Save your breath This may be the last There is no novelty here on the earth O'saviour! Forever threadbare and faded Drunken and arcane... Curse the day O'saviour! There's rotgutted whiskey in ladies For to ease the pain... Or drown away Save her! You've crushed all the bones and the cradles All along the way... Along the way