Album: How The Gods Kill (1992)

Do You Wear The Mark?

No summer in the wintertime
Will keep you warm
Like a funeral pyre
And nothing drips like an August night
Drenched in your loving

I got a dirty black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer
Yea, gimme black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer

And nothing in the coolest light
Can stop the walking out across the line
No holding back the summer night
I got a feeling

It's just a dirty black summer
For the world
A black summer time
For the world

Dirty black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer
Yea, gimme black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer

Yea, come on, bring me

Dirty black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer
Come on, gimme black summer time
Yea, my dirty black summer

No summer in the wintertime
Will keep you warm
Like a funeral pyre
And nothing drips like an August night
I got a feeling

I'm on a dirty black summer
For the world
Yea, my summer time
For the world
Yea, my summer time
For the world
Yea, my summer time
For the world

Dirty black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer
Yea, gimme black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer

Yea, gimme black summer time
Yea, my dirty black summer
Yea, gimme black summer
Yea, my dirty black summer
Yea