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Paroles de la chanson He Who Makes The Morning Darkness par Sons of Raphael
He who laid the cosmos
With a parquet floor
And pinned young angels to the ceiling
Shook hands with the world
Who declared: ‘Amen'
(And came to visit every now and then)
But the tight chastity belt tore in two A nation woke up to...
A bloody sunrise
In between her thighs
(Extra-national affairs) ‘War', a jealous God declares, has begun, Darkness shall lament the sun
Now the parquet's crooked And the sick land mourns And no more angels in the ceiling
With a parquet floor
And pinned young angels to the ceiling
Shook hands with the world
Who declared: ‘Amen'
(And came to visit every now and then)
But the tight chastity belt tore in two A nation woke up to...
A bloody sunrise
In between her thighs
(Extra-national affairs) ‘War', a jealous God declares, has begun, Darkness shall lament the sun
Now the parquet's crooked And the sick land mourns And no more angels in the ceiling
And when we say: ‘Amen'
We get no reply.
(And yet we say ‘Amen' until we die)
And forever shake hands with…
Death, oh touch me, caress my skin
I'll hold your leper's hands
And will watch the...
Bloody sunrise
In between her thighs
(Extra-national affairs) ‘War', a jealous God declares, has begun, Darkness shall lament the sun
Rise topsy-turvydom!
The day mourns for night
And night mourns for day
Like motionless orgies
And forever shake hands with…
Death, oh touch me, caress my skin
I'll hold your leper's hands
And will watch the...
Bloody sunrise
In between her thighs
(Extra-national affairs) ‘War', a jealous God declares, has begun, Darkness shall lament the sun
Rise topsy-turvydom!
The day mourns for night
And night mourns for day
Like motionless orgies
In wild disarray
And above mourning doves
Bewail the stars Who make way for...
A bloody sunrise
In between her thighs
(Extra-national affairs) ‘War', a jealous God declares, has begun, Darkness shall lament the sun
And above mourning doves
Bewail the stars Who make way for...
A bloody sunrise
In between her thighs
(Extra-national affairs) ‘War', a jealous God declares, has begun, Darkness shall lament the sun
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