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A man is creeping round the church
For one long year he's all alone
Grief has robbed him of all sense
Each night he sleeps by her cold stone
There by the bells a stone lies still
And I alone can read its will
Upon the fence the red cock stands
Once your heart was in these lands
Fear has been skewered on this rail
Each night I dig through dark and pale
To see what's left from the face that smiled
There by the bells I spend the night
Among the snails, a lonely sight
By day I chase the night behind
For the second time you slip my mind
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
With my hands I dig so deep
To find what I have longed to keep
And when the moon wears finest dress
I kissed your cold lips, nothing less
I hold you softly in my arms
Yet your skin tears like fragile charms
And pieces fall away from you
For the second time you slip through
There by the bells I spend the night
Among the snails, a lonely sight
By day I chase the night behind
For the second time you slip my mind
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
So I take what is left behind
The night is hot, our bodies blind
The cursed cock greets morning’s light
I’ve cut its head off in the night
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