Antic Clay
Antic Clay - Broken Throat Blues songtekst
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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