Babylon Whores - Death In Prague Lyrics
Kings adored, abhorredApple, crown and swordLions green and redBy fire killed and wedOne more day you'll seeMaster good John DeeWisdom's granted meTo live eternallyAnd shining the apparitionOn the western window smilesOn our Golden LaneThe Powder Tower that knowsNo night from a dayDeath in PragueThe bell tolls on the squareThe twelve apostols' snareSt Vitus' sun wheelsLook down on broken sealsAnd as wheel obeys the sunAbide Europa's sonIf dying is the answerThen dying be doneAnd golden turned his faceUnder torches and death runesLike all glories shortFor those who stand too tallIn black, in PragueDeath in PragueI'll give you eyes of blue and hair like gold of sunA mind to see beyond the light of life undoneI'll give your blood so pure as it runs right through your handsYour Stone to pain you when you're old you'll understandI'll give you letters five to wear above your eyesThe wisdom of the ages sought by men all-wiseI'll give you a forehead to scream death of living godI'll give you life I'll give you deathDeath in Prague
