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Six Legged Spider Society - Canto III Lyrics



Six Legged Spider Society - Canto III Lyrics




Flat foot on the dock, Old boat drifts slow and twisted
Watch it slip on off the edge, Watch it fade into the mystic
Grey house settles in the noon-day sun, The fly's and wasps are howling
Old dog sleeping on the front porch steps, His lazy heads are growling
Take your last first step

I kick off my muddy shoes, As I sing the black door blues

Fat pomegranates on the vine, Take a bite and forget your sin
Flame burns cold to the icy soul, The old black door beckons you in
Folks gather round the rivers edge, Pale shades of their former glory
Weeping soft in a hundred tongues, truth hidden in the allegory
Take your first last breath

I wave my tattered flag, As I sing the black door blues

And you'll beg and pray for the day to come that wipes your tears away
But it ain't coming

And they'll hear you say It can't be this way I was led astray
But you made the choice
So sing the blues

Step up to the old black door read the words long enscripted
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here, Words cut wide and rigid
Don't pity me, living souls, don't grant me your mercy
Don't pass judgement on my sin, don't pretend that you're worthy
You'll pay the debt you owe

I'm not the only one walking that road, Singing the black door blues
Paved with the best intentions, Cause I had it all to lose
I had no choice I begged and cried, Make no choice and you still choose
So wave my tattered flag, As I sing the black door blues
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Flat foot on the dock, Old boat drifts slow and twisted
Watch it slip on off the edge, Watch it fade into the mystic
Grey house settles in the noon-day sun, The fly's and wasps are howling
Old dog sleeping on the front porch steps, His lazy heads are growling
Take your last first step

I kick off my muddy shoes, As I sing the black door blues

Fat pomegranates on the vine, Take a bite and forget your sin
Flame burns cold to the icy soul, The old black door beckons you in
Folks gather round the rivers edge, Pale shades of their former glory
Weeping soft in a hundred tongues, truth hidden in the allegory
Take your first last breath

I wave my tattered flag, As I sing the black door blues

And you'll beg and pray for the day to come that wipes your tears away
But it ain't coming

And they'll hear you say It can't be this way I was led astray
But you made the choice
So sing the blues

Step up to the old black door read the words long enscripted
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here, Words cut wide and rigid
Don't pity me, living souls, don't grant me your mercy
Don't pass judgement on my sin, don't pretend that you're worthy
You'll pay the debt you owe

I'm not the only one walking that road, Singing the black door blues
Paved with the best intentions, Cause I had it all to lose
I had no choice I begged and cried, Make no choice and you still choose
So wave my tattered flag, As I sing the black door blues
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Writer: Dylan Hemsworth
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Performed By: Six Legged Spider Society
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Dylan Hemsworth
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