Godspeed To You, Pola Negri

Is this all you are. Have you sold out your soul. I have the mother of all your conclusions. Where is the father, bring me the son. So tell me all your secrets. Where do you hide your scars. And I have the father of all our illusions. Where is the mother, so I kill the son. I am the voice of the lost and the golden age. I am the tears that have (been) shed today. Let’s move away from this circus and this strange town. Just take me away. Just drive, just drive. You better be sure you wanna know what you wanna know. Cause when it’s over I’ll curse your life. Before you enter this ship say the secret words. Give me the names. Diet. Starving. Keep on starving, keep your dream. But I will tell you now that I will rip your heart away. Off with your head. It’s all your fault but you threw the blame on me. It’s all your fault, I’ve got knives in my eyes. It’s all your fault, but you threw the blame at me. It’s all your fault, it’s all your fault. Keep on starving, keep this dream. But I will tell you now, that I will rip your heart away. Off with your head. I shoot silver bullets, I’ll drink all of your blood. I hate the father of all our illusions, so bring me the mother, bring me the son. The night I plotted a scheme. Where I hide all your bones. I am the mother of all your illusions. Give me the father, let’s kill the son. I’ll crush your faith. I’ll slay your dreams. Keep me from hell. Keep me from saving you.