Letras de Albinoni: Adagio

Wow, I′m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain South cruel bindings
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over our sailors

I'm sick of dour faces staring at me from the TV tower
I want roses in my garden bower dig
Royal babies, rubies must now replace aborted strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood meal for the plant that′s plowed

They are waitin' to take us into the severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour?
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scarily over-friendly guest you've brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
For we had shoulders smooth as raven′s claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends to the giant family