Deathwaltz - Esben and the Witch

A semblance of truth, this semblance of me

Strikes such a chord, it deafens my ears

Keep your head on, collect yourself

It’s all I can do to assemble myself

The hooks act quick, the barbs dig deep

With eagerness as the sickle reaps

I feel blood feathers, spike their way

The young buds shoot, with fresh new blades

A terrible thing, this terrible love

It’s all that I have, it’s all that I am

Let the knives out, hidden within

I’ll wash you away with all of my sins

The hooks act quick, the barbs dig deep

With eagerness as the sickle reaps

I feel blood feathers, spike their way

The young buds shoot, with fresh new blades