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The Garden Of Bleeding
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A nice little piece of the other side of music, that falls away from the mainstream...
Welcome to this little peice of Nowhere. Devinion is my musical ambition, some of which come to life, while others, find thier way to an old cassette storage drawer. They are songs that I basicaly always wanted to hear, and since no one else was writing them, I thought, "what the hell, why not". and if anyone else likes this music, then that is great. So take a listen, drop me an e-mail, tell me what you think, good/bad/indifferent/other. I Thank You For Stopping By.
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Rock • Goth Rock
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#33,777 today Peak #1,488
#894 in subgenre Peak #75
Author
Thomas Creegan
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1997/2003 Thomas Creegan
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October 05, 2003
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MP3 4.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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...It's About Love, and Death, and Heaven, And Peace And Happiness In Moravian...
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Thomas Creegan- All Vocals/Bass/Keyboards/Drum Tracks John Scarpelli- Guitars/Keyboards/Drum Tracks -The Garden Of Bleeding- here in the garden of bleeding, the body is laid to rest here among the flower's, here among the dead buried below the earth, buried below the soul time to be at peace with thy self, time to be alone time to let go of the past, time to free the soul if my wing's weren't broken, I could fly away if my wing's weren't burning, I could die again lead her to heaven, lead her on home, take her away from here take away all of her pain, take her away from here here in the garden of bleeding, the body is laid to rest here among the flower's, here among the dead buried below the earth, buried below the soul time to be at peace with thy self, time to be alone time to let go of the past, time to free the soul if my wing's weren't broken, I could fly away if my wing's weren't burning, I could die again every time I try to fall away, I try to cry alone I could not bring my self to laughter, I could not let her go I could not let her walk on into, the garden all alone if my wing's weren't broken, I could fly away if my wing's weren't burning, I could die again -thomas creegan
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