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== Lyrics ==
== Lyrics ==
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{{Lyrics|Along the banks of rivers Zion
Sang a fallen and forsworn
The chain of human rage
And let between an ocean rain
And lambs so led, I stayed
 
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
Then father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
 
Swirling forth, the sea conscripted
Each, the dead and nursery rhyme at voice
A trailing drone and baptized by the breath of pain
I crossed heart's knave and swore
 
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
Then father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
 
Swirling forth (Swirling)
The dead and nursery rhyme
 
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
Then father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
 
Pacific glass, these gifts rend senseless
And knell, repentless
The auger of the cosmic traveler
As God's own straggler
Who's vowed, unopposed
To embody word and shore}}


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Latest revision as of 17:11, 28 January 2021

"Haunted"
Song by The Smashing Pumpkins
Studio sessionsApril-August 2019 – Pumpkinland II
Length3:11
Songwriter(s)Billy Corgan
Producer(s)Billy Corgan

"Haunted" is a song from The Smashing Pumpkins' eleventh studio album, CYR.

Lyrics[edit | edit source]

Along the banks of rivers Zion
Sang a fallen and forsworn
The chain of human rage
And let between an ocean rain
And lambs so led, I stayed

If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
Then father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne

Swirling forth, the sea conscripted
Each, the dead and nursery rhyme at voice
A trailing drone and baptized by the breath of pain
I crossed heart's knave and swore

If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
Then father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne

Swirling forth (Swirling)
The dead and nursery rhyme

If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
Then father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne

Pacific glass, these gifts rend senseless
And knell, repentless
The auger of the cosmic traveler
As God's own straggler
Who's vowed, unopposed
To embody word and shore

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