Number of Lyrics in Album : 7
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