The Legendary Pink Dots - The Palace of Love (1983-Curse) | Текст песни

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Lightning cracked a crooked cross
across the sky above the cross
where he'd been hanging for a day
(he was stoned again!)
The breeze grew ice threw knives, blew halos
hallowed cinders flew together
made a cushion for his feet.
There were spikes in his sandals, spikes in his ankles...
A spike split the wood, syringed his vertebrae.
Spikes in his shins, in his chin, in his fingers...
Amused apparitions hummed the Marsellaise.

We had to look away, he seemed so fragile.
We tried to offer him a cigarette but it was futile... no way through.
The guards screamed "Front!", drew guns, splashed acid...
so we retreated to the shadows
squated low and said a prayer
Cameras clicked out of sight
there are fights, there were fanfares.
Fireworks flashed across the cenotaph.
Kiddies played in the pits,
spitting crisps, licking ice-creams.
A spiv threw an auction for his autograph.

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I never thought it would finish quite this way.
No resistance, not a word to say
but maybe we'll meet in heaven.
We can talk about those good old days.
I believe (at least I WANT to believe)