Voices from avignon
Marduk
Speak through me, speak through me, the sin must be washed away with blood, dream through me, called to a new life through death
called to a new life through death, but what shall you reach for when all colors fall?
Overwhelmed with maledictions, feel the rays of redemption of a brand new sun
choking...
Asphyxia...
Inhale the darkness, lungs filled up,
asphyxia...
Asphyxia...
But who shall you reach for when all colors fall?
Long-drawn means and piercing cries, blent with prayers and litanies, faces bone dry, condemned as the river everybody drank of
inhale! Inhale!
Speak through me, the sin must be washed away with blood, dream through me, called to a new life through death
called to a new life through death, but what shall you reach for when all colors fall?
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