in praise of bacchus

• type o negative in october rust albumundeki sarhos bir aski anlattigi parcasi
  
  hey bacchus
  she hates me
  hey bacchus
  she hates me
  
  the street lamps light a wet old red hook road
  a furry vino tinted slave
  molten oil painted brooklyn bridge
  (cobblestone grave)
  
  a lonely blue girl guards the riverbed
  she shakes her brown torch at the tide
  on pier six we'd creep and count the cracks
  (side by side, see, we're counting cracks)
  
  your mom was out wearing herself inside
  i'll stop the train to say hello
  a used boyfriend's just bought her this new car
  (i said i know)
  
  -togetherburn-
  
  she said burn
  together
  burn
  we'll burn together
  
  now don't believe she'll never leave again
  i can't forget the words she said back when
  
  she said burn
  we'll burn together
• (bkz: bacchus)