God passed the cup to Jesus Christ
Thus, he knew his time was nigh
In the same silence and stillness of night
I knew I was going to die
Walking through the dark and lonesome forest
I crushed the baby blue tears under my feet
And I sensed that although they were broken
They were still perfectly complete
I hid my wound like an ugly secret
Buried it so deep within my chest
Until it bloomed and everyone saw it
Shining hard and bright in my chest
A live record from the legendary Diamanda Galás finds the artist exploring the outer fringes of pop with only her voice and a piano. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2024