Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Single Phial, artist - Skyclad. Album song The Answer Machine?, in the genre Фолк-метал
Date of issue: 27.06.2010
Record label: Global
Song language: English
Single Phial |
I have walked the earth so many times before your birth, |
Today is only yesterday’s tomorrow. |
And as a Gardner in Eden it was i who sowed the seed then |
I’ve come to reclaim this life you borrow. |
Singing 'ring a ring o' rosies' for your final lullabye, |
Have you any prayers to make before you wave your last goodbye? |
I bring 'a pocket full o' posies' - lay a wreath to ease my guilt, |
As the light’s go out forever not one drop of blood was spilt. |
As yet unwritten history — |
Once more i stride the lightning road |
Identity a mystery — |
My burden is Pandora’s load. |
Traversing endless centuries — |
Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile, |
I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial. |
I’d have rather seen your face almost any other place |
Still here we meet — always the way in this profession |
And as i gaze into your eyes — i see the glimer within dies, |
From ther moment i first make my dark confession. |
How could i swear i would be there for you, until your dying day, |
Certain in the knowledge that it’s not that far away? |
So you leave me sitting here bewildered as a new dead ghost, |
While i try to justify destroying that which i love most. |
As yet unwritten history — |
Once more i stride the lightning road |
Identity a mystery — |
My burden is Pandora’s load. |
Traversing endless centuries — |
Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile, |
I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial. |
The dark millenium is ending — final daze of the decayed |
And a reign of tears is falling — it’s the judgement eve parade. |
Though I wash my hands a thousand times — still the guilt remains, |
She stole my heart — I took her life … |
(And yet i never knew her name). |
As yet unwritten history — |
Once more i stride the lightning road |
Identity a mystery — |
My burden is Pandora’s load. |
Traversing endless centuries — |
Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile, |
I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial. |
Out with a whimper — not with a bang. |
And they all gathered round while the church bell rang. |
Singing 'bring out your dead' they 'll stretch for miles, |
To be bourne to their graves in single files. |
As yet unwritten history — |
Once more i stride the lightning road |
Identity a mystery — |
My burden is Pandora’s load. |
Traversing endless centuries — |
Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile, |
I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial. |