Ado
Against The Moon She Laid To Blur
The joy, the joy The eels and their ploys The sound crept inside the throat of the tune As three young tens' cried at the sight of the shorting of breath And the dish ran away with his groom The pain, the pain The bats and their prey The cat jumped over the moon As Cerberus lied to see such a tryst And the dish ran away with this spoon
From Letras Mania