I don't want to die
to dive into the sea
where no one will ever find me, find me
mayday, mayday!
death needs a surgeon
undress me and
lighten my burden
oh, i'm still waiting for you to come back
from rome
from the ashes of rome
come back
bring the children home
you know we are all alone
in a flooded dome
i don't want to feel
i don't want to fear
i don't want to know that the end is near
tell me it's over
tell me it won't linger
bend me over
and separate my fingers
oh, i'm still waiting for you to come back
from rome
(winter is coming)
from the ashes of rome
come back
(we will know that it was friendly fire
and say that jesus was a liar)
bring the children home
you know we are all alone
in a flooded dome
tell it like it is
tell me slowly
like a true story
tell it like it is
the king is dead, he's gone
let the gasoline flow
let the locusts follow
open the gates
evaporate
black bodies
black hollows
(Merci à Schattra pour cettes paroles)