Outro Paroles

Paroles de Outro

Upon this mount I fand a tree, wat gyf agayne my soule to
me!
Wen erthe toc erthe of mortual note and ssulen wormes feste
in thi throte, my nayle-stranged soule will sterte upriss
on ssulen wormes and erthe to piss.
Quben thow art ded and laid in layme and raggtre rut this