bryyn - kambria



So smile the heavens upon this holy act,   

  That after hours with sorrow chide us not!   



Amen, amen! but come what sorrow can,   

  It cannot countervail the exchange of joy

  That one short minute gives me in her sight:   

  Do thou but close our hands with holy words,   

  Then love-devouring death do what he dare;   

  It is enough I may but call her mine.   



These violent delights have violent ends

  And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,   

  Which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey   

  Is loathsome in his own deliciousness   

  And in the taste confounds the appetite: 



kambria is a killer oh yeah

her lips are made of purple velcro

waits by the sea with a pocket full of stones

says you can't live by bread alone



shes a cold blooded killer a little black cat

silver buttons all up and down her back

eyes like the moon a pool by the sea

put you in a trance of pure misery



what light from yonder window breaks?

it is my lady, 

oh it is my love!

oh that she knew she were!

She speaks yet she says nothing; what of that?



kambria is a killer oh yeah

lips are made of purple velcro

waits by the sea with a pocket full of stones

says you cant live by bread alone



shes a cold blooded killer a little black cat

silver buttons all up and down her back

eyes like the moon a pool by the sea

put you in a trance of pure misery