מילים לשיר Book Of Thel – Bruce Cockburn

The mark is on you now
The furnace sealed inside your head
Waxy tears run down your face
Melting from de inside now
The whore that never told her tale
Relives it every night with you
Far off stands the lamb and waits
For the wolf to come and endits life
Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening Offering her hand out rising The priestess stands before you
Infamine and in war
Come the dawning of the dead
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its srotten core
Serpent on the altar now So you look into its mouth
Has wrapped itself around your spine
And you kiss the pearly fangs divine
Happy that your end is swift
The snake and priestess they are one
The weeping virgin cries in bliss
The veil of flesh is ripped undone Standing inside the temple as the book of thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering hand out rising Come the dawning of the dead
Infamine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
By the pricking of my thumbs
Spits out its srotten core
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight Will you wake to see the light?
The burning sweat of poison tears
The river flowing with red blood
The cradle robbing hand of death
Caresses every dreaming head
To take yout to the funeral pyre
Waiting for the marriage hearse
So you burn the family tree
The generations burnig higher the priestess ands before you
Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening
Offering her hand out, rising Come the dawning of the dead
Now harlot womb of death
Infamine and in war
Spits out its rotten core
by the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
and when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light?
By the dawning of the dead
By the dawning of the dead.