Gavrilo

(الألبوم: Foreign Skies - 2017)

Hello my dear old friend
Good to see your face again
How is your little cell?
And do they treat you well?

The last time that we met
Your blood was running hot
Your handshake it was fine
You're happy then you're not
Gavrilo you're mine

The silver bullet would not miss
There was a poison in that kiss
Come on, come on, come on
Take my hand, my hand
Gavrilo

Now tell me how it feels
To see it all revealed
To see the world aflame
A curse upon your name
Machines that never quit
Obscenity and sin
I hope you will permit
This crooked little grin

No matter how your good book reads
In the beginning was the deed
Come on, come on, come on
Take my hand, my hand
Gavrilo

Did you ever wonder how you got your name?
And why the people here all look the same?
The angel Gabriel appeared, they got his message loud and clear
And now they're on their knees, crying father please
They wallow in disease, and sing in minor keys

No matter how your good book reads
In the beginning was the deed
Come on, come on, come on
Take my hand, my hand
Gavrilo