Текст песни Bauhaus - A God in an Alcove
Bauhaus - A God in an Alcove слова песни
Go and look for the dejected once proudIdol remembered in stone aloudThen on coins his face was mirroredTake a look it soon hath slitheredTo a fractured marble slab, renunciation cladHis nourishment extract from his subjectsThat mass production profileHes a god- in- in an alcoveOnce he spread the rainSo they dreamt in vainOnce he spread the wheatHad made garlands for his feetUntil the lily poet of our timesHorizoned on the lineLove became the in theme thenOpposing fakers thrice by tenDont perceive his empty pleaThat redundant effigyHes a god- in- in an alcoveTake in view his empty stoolWhats left is satin coolClawing adornment for his crimesThey saw they had to draw the lineSo they sent him far awaySo they sent him far awayTo a little alcoveTo a little alcoveAll aloneHes a god, a godNow I am sillyNow I am sillySilly, silly, silly, sillySilly