Antic Clay - Broken Throat Blues | Текст песни

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Before you name me to yourself
Describe to me the plan
Prefigured in my blood
In my extinguished....

Decipher first the themes
Of my cool wicked lady 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
Lets find nefarious plans
The method means the end

Before you nail me to yourself
Before I'm nailed by the king
Show me one lone ceremony that ain't as .........
Show me one holy thing just one holy thing
Then maybe my broken throat well it might,
Just might open and sing
But a ........ but I ain't seen nothing yet,
And I worship and I blame,
And I love you like a threat

3/11/2014

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