sodden

When the case is out

And you're tired and sodden

Take it in your heart

A greener grass and bluer sea

Free from all the sodden grief

No clenching fists, no gritting teeth

I stir my tea, I throw away wet cigarettes

I watch her shivering in her rain sodden dress

I know her makeup runs and her hair may be a mess

Then I Will Bet On Your Life

From Sodden Vale And Hell's Divide

That Wind Says Rain

As I lie, murdered in ground

The rain compacting sodden sound

Of songs I sang the years before

Reaving fats from corporal griskin

Culled... for sodden gelatine brayed

Skeletal groats triturated, desinently

With a snap the baby's head emerges

Onto the sodden eiderdown bedpages

Even though the new born child

Honestly, thought I'd seen it all

Before I watched this sodden city fall

Luckily for y'all, they kept me on call

While fountains fill with second-hand perfume

And sodden trading stamps

They'll hang the bullies and the louts that dampen down the day

Skull of God with the Devil's eyes

Crowned in fire sodden sky

Beaming rays of genocide

My heart is as dark as the soil, sodden with winter rains

My soul is as heavy as the peat, freshly dug from the bog

The whole valley reeking of wet beast

Wet beast and rotten, sodden hay

Freak and brute creation

And open wide on these make-to-believe

Sullen, chewed-up, sodden soliloquies

Oh, we're sweet nothings anymore

Beaten, rotten

Stitched, sodden

Weakened, trodden

October damp on down the street: remember?

The sodden leaves stuck to your feet: remember?

You knew it wouldn’t be too soon; we’ll have to wait until it's June.

Pecked and poked

And sodden soil

Already soaked

Under overstocked tables

As the world outside grew sodden and mauled

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Z popiołów wstałam nowa Yennefer

Sodden wciąż krzyczy z wypalonych wzgórz

Dym i ogień niosą mój los

Lets go down, down

You wanna dig your nails into the sodden ground

I wanna strike when the clock hits three

Have hollow walls

And sodden carpet

At least the cops don't come in

One another, grieved in hate, our sons will feel our sins

Nothing changes on earth's sodden ground

I loved you as if you were my own

Two holy goofs having a holy good time

Sodden on an aubergine toboggan, smoking constantly

You never know just what there is to find until you start looking

To a place where trial and tribulation wait

But friend and foe lay below the sodden earth

And I feel the storm crashing down on me