went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen
To return with the wisdom of the kings
Let me dream (Let the jewels gleam)
Let the fallen hear:
"It never rains around here"
The sand smothered on my chest
Was music choir
It will never leave
the scar
The choir will never leave
Sing for the lurker
Sing for the one with horns
We pity the feathers,
we devour the wing
I sang for the swans
I raped her on her throne
Let the fallen
Let the fallen hear
"It never rains around here"
The sane, with its beautiful voices
A choir Leave leave the misery of the swans
the swans, smothered on our chests,
Was music choir