sabaoth - the nails كلمات أغنية

…nails grow for a fortnight
… a child with no hair yet on his upper lip
… eyes wide open
… to pretend to suavely stroke his forehead

… one’s long nails into his tender breast
… one drinks the blood
… licking the wounds
… the boy cries

haven’t you ever tasted your blood?

… tears of your true love
… those ho-rs- shrieks of death

what shall become of me on the day of judgement?

forgive me child!

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