Chorous

[Intro]

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

[Verse 1: as Chorus]

It's been a long time coming, long time astray

She dug a hole in the earth in this foreign land

But her fingers leave no imprints in desert ground

Her song make no sound

[Chorus: as Medea]

Chorus! Oh, my chorus!

Sing it for me

[Verse 2: as Chorus]

She will return a thousand years old

From hourglass living

And when she kisses him, she fills his mouth with sand

A cast around the inside

[Chorus: as Medea]

Angel, all the angels!

Heal him, make him

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Home

Home

[Verse 3: as Chorus]

They say that Aphrodite dips her cup

In the clear stream of the lovely Cephisus

It is she who breathes over the land the breath

Of gentle honey-laden winds

[Verse 4: as Chorus]

Where will you find the hardness of purpose?

How will you build resolution in hand or heart

To face horror without flinching?

When the moment comes

And you look at them

[Verse 5: as Chorus]

The moment for you to assume the role of murderess

How will you do it?

When your sons kneel to you for pity

Will you stain your fingers with their blood?

Your heart will melt, you will know

You cannot

[Outro: as Messenger]

The bride will receive the golden coronet

Receive her merciless destroyer

With her own hands, she will carefully fit

The adornment of death around her golden hair