كلمات Worthless

Now free the slave runs Toward the hostile border now And you feel the dust fall Veil of maya ripped apart Then comes the time when Everything is laced The shadow’s trace looms Bitter is the aftertaste Free is no longer free Now you’re alone slipping down Bury the you buried within You feel everywhere and nowhere Worthless Not anyone, not worth you Through midnight streets I hear the youthful harlot’s curse Blasts the newborn tear and Blights with plagues the marriage hearse And still a world begins Forward we sweep near where you stand Judas is there, silver in his hands His rope is nearby starting to burn Yesterday’s mob in awe returns To gather the ash in time’s golden urn What have we lost? What did we learn? Last night I dreamed I followed you Through the forcefield and into the blue Cold winds they blow, diamonds they gleam All is not lost but something’s not seen Run run run fast over the sea Run run run fast home to me