🔗 Giles Corey- The Haunting Presence (Jun kurosawa's - The god crippled with one leg - 1994)

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Giles Corey
Bloody, gory
We will redress your wrongs

Bloody and battered
Nothing matters
Somehow, just makes it worse

And I don't care if I live or die
'Cause I ain't going no other side
There ain't no heaven and there ain't no hell
But I am a sinner so it's just as well

There's a devil on my back
There's a devil on my legs
There's a devil on my chest
There's a devil on my neck

There's a devil on my back
There's a devil on my legs
There's a devil on my chest
There's a devil on my neck
There's a devil on my back

Of a wicked physick came those heavy stones
To fall with a crushing weight upon
All of those who can't become a ghost
Of a wicked physick came those heavy stones
To fall with a heavy weight upon
Those who cannot become a ghost

I've been wailing like a child at the bottom of a well
I've been pacing like a man in a prison cell
I am buried above the ground
Buried above the ground
Buried above the ground
Buried above the ground

I've been wailing like a child at the bottom of a well
I've been pacing like a man in a prison cell
I am buried above the ground
Buried above the ground
Buried above the ground
Buried above the ground

And no one knows anything (I've been wailing like a child at the bottom of a well)
No one knows anything
No one knows anything (I've been pacing like a man in a prison cell)
No one knows anything (I am buried above the ground)
No one knows anything
No one knows anything
No one knows anything at all.

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Não me resta nada a não ser dor de tanta medicação acumulada e meus olhos inchados , eu quis me salvar todos os dias.
Mas a ansiedade me matou , a angústia devorou cada parte do que tinha me restado do meu corpo e espírito
Mas e se eu for embora? Qual culpa e lembranças deixarei
Quem vai lembra dos meus gritos de socorro e desespero silenciados mas vivos.

~milla