as your promises turn to shit
I'd spend my life exploiting it
a turning of tides
as a spectacle is made of watching you die
no time for regret
no good sentiments kept
just a shallow grave
a headstone and your name
I'll subject you to a similar fate
as those who confided in you
consider this bridge burned
nah, fuck it
consider it bombed
here's my ideal premonition:
a former king slain
the end of your reign
the throne reclaimed
Wonderful dramatic opening, the voice of a black woman in all her honesty, vulnerability and openess. And then one of the fiercest tracks of Zulu, total hardcore: 'Now they are through with me', full of twists and turns, and suddenly ending in a kind of soul-track, brilliant! This is 21st century music at it's best. The end lecture is dramatic and disturbing, spoken again by a black woman. Makes you think. Hesperus