I pace, alone
In a place for the dead
Overcome by woe
And here, I've grown
So fond of dread
That I swear it's heaven
Oh sweet Mary,
Dressed in grief
Roll back the stone
With these words scrawled in a severed hand
Tears fall like shards of glass that band
In rivers, like sinners
Swept with me to join the damned
A darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within Her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with me
So farewell to distant thunder
Those inept stars I've worshipped under
Fall farther, their Father
Lies in wait in flames below
Whilst my love, a blood red flower
Calls to me from verdant bowers
Graveside, I cry
Please save me from this Hell I know
A darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within Her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with me
An eye for an eye as espied in the bible
My faith is lost to the burning of idols
One less cross to press upon the survival
Of this lorded agony
And I, (much as I have tried
To bury Her from mind,
Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...)
Still sense Her presence so divine
Lithe arms about my throat
like pining swans entwined
Footfalls at nightfall close to mine
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars
See Her face in every natural feature
Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever...
With glee deceiving me
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her
Sirensong to sing along, no finer
Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor
Strike a chord with misery
No light nor reef
No unsinkable of romance keeps me
Safely from the stormy seas
NoSe vuoi conoscere i tuoi pensieri di ieri osserva il tuo corpo oggi
Se vuoi sapere come sarai domani osserva i tuoi pensieri di oggi
Ci penzi quannu abballamu
E dintra all’occhi tutte e dui ni vaddamu.
Stu novu amicu tò nan sapi nenti…..
No sapi caia statu ju lu tò amanti.
Li turchi mi pigghiaru intra lu cori
A tradimentu m’arrubbaru l’amuri
‘nzignatimi la via prima càscura
ca di sti patti stannu d’arretu e mura.
Si no mi cuccu ‘n terra o ‘nda lu lettu
Ca di li vermi sugnu giàmangiatu tuttu.
Si no mi cuccu ‘n terra o ‘nda lu lettu……
Curri e na stanca ‘u cavaddu ‘i Monreali
‘U tempu sta finennu na ‘n ci pinzari
macari aceddi sunu stanchi di cantari
su tempu ……..
mi l’aia passatu tra peni e turmenti
li peni di lu ‘nfernu nan su nenti