[Vil]
Kings adored, abhorred
Apple, crown and sword
Lions green and red
By fire killed and wed
One more day
you'll see
Master good Jolin Dee
Wisdom's granted me
To live eternally
And shining the apparition
On the western window
smiles
On our Golden Lane
The Powder Tower that knows
No night from a day
Death in Prague
The bell tolls on the
square
The twelve apostols' snare
St Vitus' sun wheels
Look down on broken seals
And as wheel obeys the sun
Abide
Europa's son
If dying is the answer
Then dying be done
And golden turned his face
Under torches and death runes
Like all
glories short
For those who stand too tall
In black, in Prague
Death in Prague
I'll give you eyes of blue
And hair
like gold of sun
A mind to see beyond
The light of life undone
I'll give your blood so pure
As it runs right through your
hands
Your Stone to pain you
When you're old you'll understand
I'll give you letters five
To wear above your eyes
The
wisdom of the ages
Sought by men all-wise
I'll give you a forehead
To scream death of living god
I'll give you life I'll give
you death
Death in Prague
