Backworld - Come With Joy | Текст песни

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Oh rose of flame
Pressed to our skin
The beauty and the anguish
Serve to heighten our joy
So we open ourselves
The wound is a beginning
We feast on the flesh
The flesh of our martyr

Come with joy
To the feast that lasts forever

The thorn is red
It tears our wings
And the forms of oppression
Are the stones on our feet
So we fall and we perish
And lie in the fields
Among the ancient stones of Gaia

Come with joy
To the feast that lasts forever

The sacrificial king
Shall rise from the slaughter
His shorn head will flow
Once again as a river
So we open our veins
Let the blood flow like water
We fill up the cup
And drink to our martyr

Come with joy
To the feast that lasts forever
Come, oh come
For the feast shall last forever

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