Babylon Whores

[Vil]
Kings adored, abhorred
Apple, crown and sword
Lions green and red
By fire killed and wed
One more day youll see
Master good Jolin Dee
Wisdoms granted me
To live eternally
And shining the apparition
On the western window smiles
On our Golden Lane
The Powder Tower that knows
No night from a day
Death in Prague
The bell tolls on the square
The twelve apostols snare
St Vitus sun wheels
Look down on broken seals
And as wheel obeys the sun
Abide Europas son
If dying is the answer
Then dying be done
And golden turned his face
Under torches and death runes
Like all glories short
For those who stand too tall
In black, in Prague
Death in Prague
Ill give you eyes of blue
And hair like gold of sun
A mind to see beyond
The light of life undone
Ill give your blood so pure
As it runs right through your hands
Your Stone to pain you
When youre old youll understand
Ill give you letters five
To wear above your eyes
The wisdom of the ages
Sought by men all-wise
Ill give you a forehead
To scream death of living god
Ill give you life Ill give you death
Death in Prague
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