Song zum Karfreitag: Our Wings Are Burning

(Virgin Black: "Our Wings Are Burning", aus dem Album "Elegant ... and Dying", 2003; Single version)

We fell in love, with dust in our lids
And the pain of a severed soul
We lowered our heads and lifted our face
Placed our bodies in celebration

On the lips of a mutilated man
I carry the bones of a deformed child
And my own polluted breath
I speak the old man's words

In a persuasive eloquence
Bless the dust that hides
This unlamented head
On the crest of fire

Our wings are burning
How glorious the pain
And the ways of God
Shriek out of tune

All is lost but hope
On the crest of fire
Our wings are burning
To the wind's anthem

All is lost but hope