Black Sea - Christian Fennesz

I approached the prophetsabout our caselaid the price down of our fate
I statedwho am I and where is he
I fear only death will stop me
Pc
I've had his bloodand
I have drank their wine
I've treaded mountains highto make him mine
And
When my black sea dares to partyou'll find the heartof an angry manwhen these four walls fall down
Bone and flesh cast asidewe'll stand on holy ground
Out of colorrather out of sorts
I plagued the dark oneswith names of his cohortsprayed to the godsand praised the deadsee
I've got a lot to giveyet have nothing left
PCpt 2
My soul is tired
I can never forget
And
When my black sea dares to partyou'll find the heartof an angry manwhen these four walls fall downwe'll stand on holy ground