Testo di Jericho

Tread, ancient water salt Like I Sink, down like precious stones Until I wake I, dine on old encounters Until You taste like new flesh You taste like new flesh You taste like new flesh Say my name again Fold, secrets in the sweat Like I Swallow, years beneath this bed Until I wake I, dine on old encounters Until There's something in the way you lay Enough to make the dead switch graves You take your leave You taste like new flesh You taste like new flesh You taste like new flesh Say my name again Say my name again My hands are not worthy My hands are not worthy (until I wake I, dine on old encounters) My hands are not worthy (until I wake I, dine on old encounters) My hands are not worthy (until I wake I, dine on old encounters) My hands are not worthy (until I wake I, dine on old encounters) Until I wake I, dine on old encounters Until I wake I, dine on old encounters Until I wake I, dine on old encounters Until I wake I, until I wake I