Marduk
Voices from Avignon
Speak through me, speak through me, the sin must be washed away with blood, dream through me, called to a new life through death

Called to a new life through death, but what shall you reach for when all colors fall?

Overwhelmed with maledictions, feel the rays of redemption of a brand new sun

Choking
Asphyxia
Inhale the darkness, lungs filled up
Asphyxia
Asphyxia
But who shall you reach for when all colors fall?

Long-drawn moans and piercing cries, blent with prayers and litanies, faces bone dry, condemned is the river everybody drank of

Inhale! Inhale!

Speak through me, the sin must be washed away with blood, dream through me, called to a new life through death

Called to a new life through death, but what shall you reach for when all colors fall?