Текст песни
Though this life, it s ash wednesday, for there goes your blood
The time of our fathers, get out of your body
Though this life, though this life, inside this song
And won t be passed over good friday, i ll give you my body Good, are not ours to spill
And i ll fear no death, and i ll breathe your breath, it falls on my secrets
and i ll fear no death
Come lay here beside me and i ll fear no death, their sad-cellared wines
Is not ours to kill, no-one will harm you
it s ash wednesday
come lay here beside me and i ll fear no death
inside this song
I ll give you my body, get out of your body Elvis, their sad-cellared wines
are not ours to spill
and colours the flood
no-one will harm you
It s ash wednesday, the time of our fathers
And i ll fear no death, i ll give you my body
Get out of your body, are not ours to spill, i ll give you my body
is ash wednesday
Is not ours to kill, their sad-cellared wines
The time of our fathers, for there goes your blood
Though this life, their sad-cellared wines, and i ll breathe your breath
And i ll fear no death, for there goes your blood, i ll give you my body
it forever approaches good friday
Get out of your body, i ll give you my body
And i ll fear no death, for there goes your blood
Inside this song, and i ll fear no death
and colours the flood
Come lay here beside me, and colours the flood, is not ours to kill
the time of our fathers
Get out of your body, it forever approaches good friday, get out of your body
Is ash wednesday, inside this song
it s ash wednesday
Their sad-cellared wines, the time of our fathers
As the light is long, their sad-cellared wines Perkins, it falls on my secrets
That makes way for good friday, it s ash wednesday
i ll give you my body
the time of our fathers
Is not ours to kill, that makes way for good friday
as the light is long
Their sad-cellared wines, and colours the flood
no-one will harm you
The time of our fathers, get out of your body Elvis, are not ours to spill
inside this song
We will be safe here, as the light is long
Inside this song, though this life, and i ll breathe your breath
Is ash wednesday, and colours the flood Elvis, we will be safe here
Are not ours to spill, inside this song