| Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown
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| we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night
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| we drink it and we drink it
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| we dig a grave in the clouds there one lies unconfined
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| A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
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| he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
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| he writes it and steps out of doors and the stars are all flashing he whistles
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| his dogs out
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| he whistles his Jews out in earth has them dig for a grave
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| he commands us strike up for the dance
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| Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
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| we drink in the morning at noon we drink you at sundown
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| we drink you and we drink you
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| A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
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| he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
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| your ashen hair Shulamith we dig a grave in the skies there one lies unconfined
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| He calls out jab deeper into the earth you lot you others sing now and play
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| he grabs at the iron in his belt he waves it his eyes are blue
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| jab deeper you lot with your spades you others play on for the dance
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| Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
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| we drink you at noon in the morning we drink you at sundown
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| we drink and we drink you
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| a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
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| your ashen hair Shulamith he plays with the serpents
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| He calls out more sweetly play death death is the master from Deutschland
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| he calls out more darkly now stroke your strings then as smoke you will rise
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| into air
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| then a grave you will have in the clouds there one lies unconfined
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| Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
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| we drink you at noon death is a master from Germany
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| we drink you at sundown and in the morning we drink and we drink you
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| death is a master from Deutschland his eyes are blue
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| he strikes you with leaden bullets his aim is true
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| a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
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| he sets his pack on to us he grants us a grave in the air
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| he plays with the serpents and daydreams death is a master from Germany
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| your golden hair Margarete
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| your ashen hair Shulamith |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Todesfuge , by - Diamanda Galas. Song from the album Defixiones - Will And Testament, in the genre Альтернатива