Songtext von Assassin's Bay

You came ashore Crying for a blow of eggs in the sand Blood on the sheets raising heartbeats waiting for them Crawling back to the sea of Dostoyevsky Now we must wait for the babies to come; here they come Hatching in the sun Now may they seduce the drunks Watercolors on a cracks game recognized for dreams We were born in the tidal chaos of assassin's bay The sour cool will promise you A death parade Put a shell to your ear And you might hear The sound of me It's a critiquing song In the assassin's bay (Assassin's bay) The voice that sings your name Is deeper than sinners faith Shaping brat with its backloads? Look for those runs We were born in the tidal chaos Of assassin's bay For those who share the love You will never go without me Sadic ritual magic specacle In deaths parade Yes, I'm critiquing this song In the assassin's bay (Assassin's bay) As the sea foams Stone popa moans The hour glass plays along Melted heart of bone With this lover flow Put a shell to your ear Maybe you will hear The sound of my love