Antic Clay

Antic Clay - Broken Throat Blues songtekst

Je score:

Before you name me to yourself

Ascribe to me the plight

Prefigured in my blood

In my extinguished style, I shall

Decipher first the themes

Of my coagulated dreams

And show me one holy thing

Just one holy thing

And maybe my broken throat

Might open and sing

I'm thethered to your hand

By fine precarious thread

In this fine, nefarious plan

The method means the end

Before you name me to yourself

Before I'm nailed by the king

Show me one lone ceremony

That ain't as vacant as a ring

Show me one holy thing

Just one holy thing

Then maybe my broken throat

Well it might

Just might open and sing

But a saint is just a name

And I ain't seen nothing yet

And I worship and I blame

And I love you like a threat
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Taal: Engels

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