The Great, Bloody and Bruised Veil of the World Lyrics

Song	The Great, Bloody and Bruised Veil of the World
Artist	Current 93
Album	All Dolled Up Like Christ: Live in New York 1996
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	作词 : Tibet
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The trees wave in England
	The streams flow in England
	The poor halt in England
	The poor heart of England
	"And did those feet..."
	Hobbled and crippled as They were
	By our disbelief
	Hope here to find
	Some honesty
	(Green colour of the grass
	The horsefresh smell arising
	From its quietly glowing glory)
	And did They
	As They move from one sad gap of heart
	To another
	Did They hope to find us open
	Look: much is my armour
	I can show you all the walls that may be built
	But mostly most of all-
	There's a wall of words
	Around my heart which is my soul which is my all
	God is not dead for all of us
	(And goodbye to you all)
	This is all Paradise
	Here is Garden Of upon Garden Of
	Upon
	Suns and Beetles
	The Ladybird lands upon my knee
	The Lark is all joy
	There are birds upon birds
	Beyond the great, bloody, bruised and silent veil
	Of this world
	The kind one waits
	Staggered pain of being
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of this world

	zuo ci : Tibet
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The trees wave in England
	The streams flow in England
	The poor halt in England
	The poor heart of England
	" And did those feet..."
	Hobbled and crippled as They were
	By our disbelief
	Hope here to find
	Some honesty
	Green colour of the grass
	The horsefresh smell arising
	From its quietly glowing glory
	And did They
	As They move from one sad gap of heart
	To another
	Did They hope to find us open
	Look: much is my armour
	I can show you all the walls that may be built
	But mostly most of all
	There' s a wall of words
	Around my heart which is my soul which is my all
	God is not dead for all of us
	And goodbye to you all
	This is all Paradise
	Here is Garden Of upon Garden Of
	Upon
	Suns and Beetles
	The Ladybird lands upon my knee
	The Lark is all joy
	There are birds upon birds
	Beyond the great, bloody, bruised and silent veil
	Of this world
	The kind one waits
	Staggered pain of being
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of this world

	zuò cí : Tibet
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The trees wave in England
	The streams flow in England
	The poor halt in England
	The poor heart of England
	" And did those feet..."
	Hobbled and crippled as They were
	By our disbelief
	Hope here to find
	Some honesty
	Green colour of the grass
	The horsefresh smell arising
	From its quietly glowing glory
	And did They
	As They move from one sad gap of heart
	To another
	Did They hope to find us open
	Look: much is my armour
	I can show you all the walls that may be built
	But mostly most of all
	There' s a wall of words
	Around my heart which is my soul which is my all
	God is not dead for all of us
	And goodbye to you all
	This is all Paradise
	Here is Garden Of upon Garden Of
	Upon
	Suns and Beetles
	The Ladybird lands upon my knee
	The Lark is all joy
	There are birds upon birds
	Beyond the great, bloody, bruised and silent veil
	Of this world
	The kind one waits
	Staggered pain of being
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of the world
	The great, bloody and bruised veil of this world

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