Philharmonics
Guess who died,
last night
In grey stockings,
in all might
It was no loss
The only God of mine
He fell down,
just to drown
In a sea
of delight
To tame champagne
And creatures of the night
As the water,
took him over
Filled his lungs,
inside out
I sold his gold
For flowers and rice
Speaking fire,
he would hire
Pawns and peasants
just like me
To feed upon the conquered ones
But now we are free
last night
In grey stockings,
in all might
It was no loss
The only God of mine
He fell down,
just to drown
In a sea
of delight
To tame champagne
And creatures of the night
As the water,
took him over
Filled his lungs,
inside out
I sold his gold
For flowers and rice
Speaking fire,
he would hire
Pawns and peasants
just like me
To feed upon the conquered ones
But now we are free
Credits
Writer(s): Agnes Caroline Thaarup Obel
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