White-Eyed Brides Songtext
von Tachka

White-eyed brides
They shine like the brightest diamonds
Wise is the night
How far now from home?

Their sighs turn into whispers
Their mouths are dry
Do they care now about blowing their candles?

They were taught to sit and stare
And to hope but never to dare
They broke their legs on the vicious ground
And rose up grinning till their hands turned brown


Mistresses and mothers and daughters
Were waiting for their savior to come
I guess the odds weren′t quite in their favour
So they spread seeds of sorrow in the lawns

Dig a hole, grab a tool
Sow the seeds and harvest soon
Bend down, up and go
Trim the weeds and watch them grow
Trim the weeds and watch them grow

They shine like the brightest diamonds
Wise is the night
How far now from home?