This Furhoof: Sixth Man pressing of 'Velvet & Soil' comes in a very-special Saint Corsair Slipcase with an insert of lyrics & credits. All hand numbered, comes with a download card and special surprises.
Black (ltd to 100) - Black cassette w/red liner.
Green (ltd to 100) - Pale Green cassette.
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How could you claim to know what I'm thinking,
My love is written on the notes that you're reading
Despite my best efforts, you show no receiving,
The giving is exhausting but the giving is needed.
Due to somber disillusions I fear I'll let you down.
That's why we can't do this, at least now.
Living separate lives, pretending it's fine,
Breaks one down, takes a toll, it sure hurts alright.
Suppose I'm not what you thought
But I'm not what you think.
If you leave me now, I'm sure to sink.
Into an early grave, you can save your false face,
Don't you worry darling I've got plenty of pain.
What an erroneous claim to say you know what I'm thinking.
We've been far too dishonest to tell if it's numbness or feeling.
No matter how hard I try,
I can't seem to forget, I swear I'll continue to do my best.
And I often wonder what there could have been,
Had you never seen, my lovely silver mares nest.
And due to somber disillusions we can't do this now,
This being the broken wings, mangled by hounds.
They're my loves, my dears so I cut the wings with shears.
I left them in a hole of velvet and soil,
The silver mask is my own, with my hounds I'm at home,
I think it'd be best if you just leave me alone.
Suppose I'm not what you thought,
But I'm not what you think,
If you leave me now, then I'm sure to sink,
Into an early grave, you can save your false face.
Don't you worry darling I've got plenty of paint.
I don't have much right to ask for much from you,
I'll make it quick I'll make it brief, I have to ask you to, keep sweet.