The Black Angel’s Death Song [The Complete Matrix Tapes]

Lyrics

[Intro] This a song we haven't- haha Really long time because it used to empty clubs and uh... As a, as a matter of fact, when a club wanted to close for a while, they used to get in touch with us and ask us to play this song because... you know Anyway, I really- so it's a song called "The Black Angel's Death Song" which uh, goes very, very fast so you probably won't be able to understand any of the words. It starts out um... "Myriadhadchoicesofhisfate Setthemselvesoutuponaplateforhimtochoose" Which, translated, means - haha - the whole thing's like that: "The myriad choices of his fate set themselves out upon a plate for him to choose, not a ghost-bloodied country all covered with sleep where the Black Angel did weep, just an old city street in the east, gone to choose." That's the first verse, there's six of them... (It's about choice) So, so if you can keep up with it, we can too... [Verse 1] Myriad had choices of his fate Set themselves out upon a plate for him to choose What had he to lose? Not a ghost bloodied country all covered with sleep Where the Black Angel did weep just an old city street in the east Gone to choose [Verse 2] And wandering's brother ran on through the dawn Until we said so long to his skull Shrill yell Shining brightly red-rimmed and red lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind on ice skates scraping chunks From the bells Say so long [Verse 3] Rally man's patter ran on through the dawn until we said so long To his skull on the shell of a knife Gone to choose Antiseptic remains make it hard to forget Where you come from the stools of your eyes Serve to symbolize pain Choose again [Verse 4] Cut mouth bleeding razors Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool, goodbye So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gone to choose, choose again [Instrumental] [Verse 5] And Rovermans' refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse With the bowels and a tail of a rat Run che-che If Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side... to be on If the stone glances off, split didactics in two Leave the color of the mouse trails Don't scream, try between If you choose Aw, if you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game [Outro] I che che, che che I Che che che, ka tah koh If you choose, choose to lose Choose to go