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Salome lyrics
In the cold, the coldest of nights
A fire alights to warm my bones
I've had enough of the dreadful cold
And from the flames appears Salome
I stand before her amazed
As she dances and demands
The head of John the Baptist on a plate
In the morning, shaken and disturbed
From under soft white furs
See the dust in the morning bright
Sets the room alight
By the telly appears Salome
As she dances and demands
The head of Isadora Duncan on a plate
Oh, Salome, oh, Salome
In the cold, coldest of nights
A fire alights to warm my bones
I've had enough of the dreadful cold
From the flames appears Salome
I stand before her amazed
As she dances and demands
The head of any bastard on a plate
In the cold, the coldest of nights
A fire alights to warm my bones
I've had enough of the dreadful cold
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- Track 5 on Grace/Wastelands
- 4 A Little Death Around The Eyes
- 6 I Am The Rain
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