I will make the sacrifice
Atop the hill where she’ll decide
If I do have a worthy mind
To warm her heart and make it kind
Till all her colours turn to red
I will not lay down my head
When my burden takes its toll
Deliver me unto the hole
Where I can rest
A final time
The battle won
She will decide
I will rest
A final time
The battle won
Condemn my body to the rough
I swear I’m made of sterner stuff
Than sweeter fruits which over time
Will faint and die still on the vine
Such an oath I make to her
It drives her mad, her eyes do burn
I raise a hand to dry her eyes
Her own still flat upon her thigh
Where they did rest
A final time
Her battle lost
She will resign
To let them rest
A final time
Her battle lost
I was aware throughout her dream
The people screamed out for their queen
To stand herself and make it known
She’d take her place upon their throne
Cities cried, all hope was lost
She’d broken through, but at what cost?
To lose herself into the void
Is loss something with which to toy?
Now she rests
Her final time
My battle lost
I will resign
Now she rests
Her final time
Her battle lost
Now she rests
Frozen with fear
Eyes locked shut
She cannot bear
To watch her kingdom
Fall in flames
To let it go
credits
from Artificial Life from a Digital Sea,
released August 30, 2010
Music by Matthew Liam Healy and Jack McKay Fletcher.
Lyrics by Matthew Liam Healy.
Performed by:
Joy Everett (vocals)
Jack McKay Fletcher (guitar, percussion)
Matthew Liam Healy (vocals, ukulele, glockenspiel, percussion, drums)
Andrew Lindsay (gang vocals)
Michael Mawdsley (gang vocals)
Daniel Parry (gang vocals)
Oliver Roditi (trumpet)
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