Rockettothesky - Chorous lyrics
[Rockettothesky - Chorous lyrics]
Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh
It's been a long time coming
Long time astray she dug a hole in the
Earth in this foreign land
But her fingers leave no
Imprints in desert ground
Her song make no sound
Chorus! Oh, my chorus! Sing it for me
She will return a thousand years old
From hourglass living
And when she kisses him
She fills his mouth with sand
A cast around the inside
Angel, all the angels! Heal him, make him
Home home
Home
They say that Aphrodite dips her cup
In the clear stream of the lovely Cephisus
It is she who breathes over
The land the breath
Of gentle honey laden winds
Where will you find the hardness of purpose?
How will you build resolution
In hand or heart
To face horror without flinching?
When the moment comes and you look at them
The moment for you to assume
The role of murderess how will you do it?
When your sons kneel to you for pity
Will you stain your fingers with their blood?
Your heart will melt, you will know
You cannot
The bride will receive the golden coronet
Receive her merciless destroyer
With her own hands, she will carefully fit
The adornment of death around her golden hair
It's been a long time coming
Long time astray she dug a hole in the
Earth in this foreign land
But her fingers leave no
Imprints in desert ground
Her song make no sound
Chorus! Oh, my chorus! Sing it for me
She will return a thousand years old
From hourglass living
And when she kisses him
She fills his mouth with sand
A cast around the inside
Angel, all the angels! Heal him, make him
Home home
Home
They say that Aphrodite dips her cup
In the clear stream of the lovely Cephisus
It is she who breathes over
The land the breath
Of gentle honey laden winds
Where will you find the hardness of purpose?
How will you build resolution
In hand or heart
To face horror without flinching?
When the moment comes and you look at them
The moment for you to assume
The role of murderess how will you do it?
When your sons kneel to you for pity
Will you stain your fingers with their blood?
Your heart will melt, you will know
You cannot
The bride will receive the golden coronet
Receive her merciless destroyer
With her own hands, she will carefully fit
The adornment of death around her golden hair