Masada, it’s a family saga
Masada, it’s the death by love
Masada, it’s a sordid drama
Masada, I’ll kill You with my love!
2 or 3 lives ago I was a soldier
Marching over the blood soaked hills
Now we’re not just talking old wounds
We’re talking lifetimes of grudge
Maybe hate’s the only love I’ll ever know
Can hate be love?
That’s what I need to know
Masada, it’s a family saga
Masada, it’s the death by love
Masada, it’s a sordid drama
Masada, I’ll kill You with my love
3 or 4 lives ago, I was a seer
In the amphitheatre o’er the Grecian hills
Dramatis personae, my voice carried far
To the far side of Your Star!
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
But no one believed Cassandra, so there You are Cassandra
It’s always a soft refrain
When Your hope goes down the drain
Whispers lost
Run Your fingers across the windowpane
When the sun begins to rise in the ice I’ll write Your name
That fireball of pride will blow You sky high
Watch as Your desire turns to shame
Watch as Your desire turns to shame
Watch as Your desire turns to shame
Watch as Your desire turns to shame
Watch as Your desire turns to shame
Watch as Your desire turns to shame
And it’s a long way down
It’s not the fall that kills You
It’s the sudden stop
When Your body hits the ground
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
Masada, it’s a family saga
Masada, it’s the death by love
Masada, it’s a sordid drama
Masada, I’ll kill You with my love
A few years ago my mother went to see a psychic
To ask her why I’m her favourite child
That fortune teller’s eyes went wild
You’ve got a devil for a child
You’ve got a devil for a child
You’ve got a devil for a child
You’ve got a devil for a child
You’ve got a devil for a child
You’ve got a devil for a child
You’ve got a devil for a child
You’ve got a devil for a child
Sacrificed
Sacrificed at dawn
On the fields, the fields of Masada
Masada, it’s a family saga
Masada, it’s the death by love
Masada, it’s a sordid drama
Masada, I’ll kill You with my love!
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