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Texty: Darkness (The). Permission To Land. Black Shuck.


In a town in the East
The parishioners were visited upon
By a curious beast
And his eyes numbered by one and shone like the sun
And a glance beckoned the immediate loss
Of a cherished one
It was the coming of the

(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck

Flames licke around the sacred spire
And the congregation's last line of defence
Was engulfed in fire
As thee flaming priest stepped into the firing line
on the business end of a beam of despair
God, he took his own life
During the coming of the

(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck

A nimbus of blue light surrounds a crimson paw
As he takes another fatal swipe
At the Blythburgh Church Door

(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck

(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck
Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) Black Shuck
(Black Shunk) That dog don't give a fuck