the Gravediggers - Black Tape For A Blue Girl

The gravediggers lick their lips

And push their shovels against the earth

In anticipation, they discretely look my way

No, no, I reproach

You’ve come for the wrong one today

I don’t have the strength to walk away

I wait, afraid

I pray

They stand together, discuissing my fate

The wind carries to them my assurances

There’s still warm blood coursing through these veins

Impure thoughts inside this brain

I wake with a start in a luxurious warm bed

Beyond the curtains, I see the cathedral

And at her feet, the gravediggers work

They turn my way, shouting and smiling mockingly

I throw open the delicate lock

Snow rushes in to fall on me

No, no, I reproach

You’ve come for the wrong one, I’m afraid

They look at me incredulously

They wait improperly, eyes devouring me

In anticipation, they discretely look my way