Fatal Breath

Ice Ages

Compositor: Richard Lederer

Hit my broken mouth
Until it‘s gasping for some air
Rip the dreams out of my bowels
A game that is just fair

Seize my gasp and run
There’s so much waiting for you there
Lakes of fire, bold desires
We want to have our share

Crawl to grim horizons
To a sunrise meant to die
Paint the trace to all lost graces
A doom not worth a sigh

Take the granted venom
Let it flow into your veins
Chase the need of hopeless longings
Dead warmth instead remains

So take my hand and strip it down
Strip soft tissues off the bone
I wish that would promise paradise

Inhale your breath out of my lungs
Blow it through enlightened songs
Let dark angels fly into the light

Fetch the pole of promise
Drive it deep into the earth
Through a land to be forgotten
Unable to give birth

Grab a shard of wisdom
Cut away dear filthy flesh
Put it gently on the pyre
Sweet smoke will turn to ash

So take my hand and strip it down
Strip soft tissues off the bone
I wish that would promise paradise

Inhale your breath out of my lungs
Blow it through enlightened songs
Let dark angels fly into the light

Just grip my hand and don’t let go
Squeeze the fruit and let it flow
Let us drown in everlasting grief

To fly as high as hundred skies
Fall upon deserted lies
I'm sure that will promise paradise