R: Tonight I’m going to the deep. And I shan’t cry, and I shan’t weep Any more… I. The streets are rivers of the dark. The trees are veins beneath the line Of Life. And wind’s a zombie-shark. And you won’t be a friend of mine In grave-yards turned those silent blocks. And City-corpse is spilling vine Of hatred on my soul’s rocks. And you won’t be a friend of mine. R: Tonight I’m going to the deep. And I shan’t cry, and I shan’t weep Any more… Tonight I’m going to the deep. And I shan’t cry, and I shan’t weep And adore… II. And no one's missing my red eyes, And that is why they’ll never shine. You won’t stop when my soul flies ‘Cause you won’t be a friend of mine. R.
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