The Cliff Of Suicide lyrics

Song information

Artist: Gothica
Album: The Cliff Of Suicide

Lyrics

When everything is bathed in colour
And a blinding golden path
Shines from the sky onto the sea
To the white shingle beach which is below you
Blood stains stand out every so often: red poppies

In your deep tomb, receive the young corpses
Of those who are tired of living, those who can't find consolation
In the marvel of your sunsets

Wings flutter among the ears of wheat
Like the wind which ripples the sea
And vertically over it
There's the cliff of suicide
On the water more blue than the sky

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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