John Zorn - Assassin’s Bay | Текст песни

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You came ashore crying for a blow of eggs in the sand
Blood on the sheets, raising heartbeats waiting for them
Crawling back to the sea of Dostoevsky
Now we must wait for the babies to come, here they come

Hatching in the sun
Now may they seduce the drunks
Watercolours on a cracks game recognized for dreams
We were born in the tidal chaos of assasin’s bay

The sour cool will promise you a death parade
Put a shell to your ear and you might hear the sound of me
It’s a gravediggers’ song
In the assassin’s bay

The voice that sings your name
Is deeper than sinners faith
Shaping brat with its backloads look for those runs
We were born in the tidal chaos of assassin’s bay

For those who share the love, you will never go without me
Sadic ritual, magic spectacle in death parade
It’s a gravediggers’ song
In the assassin’s bay

As the sea foams, stone popa moans
The hour glass plays along
Melted heart of bone with this lover flow
Put a shell to your ear, maybe you will hear the sound of my love

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