The Night of a Thousand Torches
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'''The Night of a Thousand Torches''' | '''The Night of a Thousand Torches''' | ||
Written and [https://soundcloud.com/salvatore-galletti/the-night-of-a-thousand | Written and [https://soundcloud.com/salvatore-galletti/the-night-of-a-thousand recorded] by Chris Robins Kennish for the Compagnia di Rossi for the Autumn Equinox, 377. | ||
When torchlight flickers on your skin | When torchlight flickers on your skin | ||
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So cold, I wish I were dead | So cold, I wish I were dead | ||
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The Night of a Thousand Torches Written and recorded by Chris Robins Kennish for the Compagnia di Rossi for the Autumn Equinox, 377.
When torchlight flickers on your skin With a thousand eyes upon you Does it tell of virtue or sin Darling what am I to do?
The night of a thousand torches They came for them in they’re beds The night of a thousand torches So cold they wished they were dead
To clear the city it is their way Into winters depth they are cast Any they find whose skin is stained The time to hide is past
The night of a thousand torches They came for us in our beds The night of a thousand torches So cold we wished we were dead
Proud red stag upon your skin A sign of your disgrace Can’t keep them out, so I let them in Tears stream down my face
The night of a thousand torches They came for you in our bed The night of a thousand torches So cold I wished you were dead
You’ve gone into the winter night And I will sleep no more I only tried to do what was right I cast you out of my door
The night of a thousand torches Wish they’d come for me in my bed The night of a thousand torches So cold, I wish I were dead