Number of Lyrics in Album : 7
By Comus, instrumental
By Comus, Lust he follows virtue close Through the steaming woodlands His darkened blood
By Comus, You dangling swinging Hanging, spinning, aftermath Your soft white flesh turns past
By Comus, Bright the sunlight summer day Comus wakes he starts to
By Comus, The wolf's laugh eerie cracks the humid night air The rabbit
By Comus, As a single star glides swiftly down the night A soft
By Comus, I was mad and was accepted for treatment at a