pallid

Hey you, hey you

Chooses his clothes to match his pallid complexion

Hey you, hey you

Eyes once bright are now fading

Pallid ashen face (against my skin)

Staring blindly at some distant place

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Their pale and pallid replication

Could never spark a true creation

To skin and to skin and to bone and to structure (The diverse and converse of reverse and perverse)

To livid and pallid and turgid and structured (And sweet pyrotechnics and let's have another)

And structured and structured and structured and structured (Of inverse, converse, diverse, perverse and reverse)

Will you meet me there

Underneath the pallid city lights

In the rain of Summerland

the charnel ground, chill and unbound where

under a bleak suns pallid leaden glare

histories great sepulchered masses lie

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting

On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door

And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming

Lost to love, work and play

Stuck in my own world of pallid abstractions

Forcing out these things to say

Its neither good nor true

The pallid dream is just a lie

But I am holding out for something real

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Pallid animals in the snow-tipped pines I find

Hatching from the seed of your thin mind all night

It was no comfort to identify,

The pallid flesh, the life, deprived.

The sea, is writhing now,

Red was the color of his blood flowing thin

Pallid white was the color of his lifeless skin

Blue was the color of the morning sky

The air all painted pallid gray

The storm was coming in

these words came low and mournfully

From the pallid lips of a youth

who lay on the bloody ground at the close of day

Bela, Boris, Basil, Lon, Lorre, Vincent, now all gone

Looming pallid on the screen

The beauty of the beast

You'll feel quite useless

Then the audience will laugh at how you look so... pallid

So bland

What can you take from me

Pallid landscapes off my frown

Let me rip you up and down

I guess I passed my chance away

A pallid gray is mostly what I see now

I lived my life and never stopped to close the doors

I can't stand myself this morning, i am practically that boy

No strength to endure, Ghostly insecure, Pallid through lack of choice

This winter

Or 'the haunted palace'

I staggered, as it were, 'pon yon shambled, pallid house

Not in gait, but in the soul

Impales through

Your pallid shell

It's yelling now

To see that she got one further morning

Once her pallid trunk had rotted beyond repair

It happened quite slowly that she gently slipped from God's thoughts

The wind blows down from St George's Hill through to Stanworth Woods,

and to the East, on this grey and pallid dawn the lights from the rigs

blinking out across the poisoned sea, a little group of ships floating out to meet the coming storm

The branches you graft are as equally valid

So if your party of one's world is pallid

Go plant some paladins packing a palette

Palun in my gaze

Pallid dawning in my mind

I promised to spare them, but if

That their song might grace our fall (steel that sleeps the eye)

Pallid limbs in the raven's thrall

Fracture sulfur honey skin

Transparent

The pallid bloom

Smoke in all the mirrors

stand towering and cold

and pallid

white white walls

Vitamins and strung-out things to say

Pallid clear the sky tonight, I'm writing up the stars

Containing several strands of thought of how I'd talk to Mars

A pallid shape is floating

A lurid shroud of fading life