Still I Sing

You lure with desire

To cut my tongue

And erect with cord fire

And to think you'd won

But still I sing

And still I sing

You came and stole, you coward

To love, hate, control

Ingrained all your powers

You try to take my soul

But still I sing

And still I sing

What do you bring?

And still I sing

The lonely bones inside my flesh

A week of gold from you

The lonely bones inside my flesh

A week of gold from you

But still I sing

And still I sing

What do you bring?

And still I sing

You've already cut my tongue

You've already cut my tongue

(What do you bring?)

You've already cut my tongue

(What do you bring?)