Текст песни Signor Benedick the Moor - Black Blood Avenue

Deafening darkness how do you do?
Pondering a pass of plunderous Black Blood Avenue
Dare I ask did you decide to defer to a different day?
Presuming possibly I may provide a preferable way
After all what can I say or do now that hasn’t been done?
Seems like after all these years, yes, you’ve finally gone and won
The cataracts contract and now it’s a fact that I won’t be one
But two in the dark sometimes is twice of the fun
Drowning in the sun, the son looks up to his mother
The mother looks to a bottle
The bottle looks to the brother
Like another opportunity to sputter out and mutter
But he doesn’t speak up cause down is his bread and butter