She came from far away
Without a sound, without a sway
See this crooked haze
She thrives in urban decay
She knocked on needy doors
and spoke with mock sadness
better than a preacher, whiter than a dove
She gained the people’s trust.
Black death is coming
Black death is creeping
Black death is coming
Black death is creeping
And now ladies and gentlemen,
Here these clowns on the TV shows.
Here these clowns laughing and laughing
She’s not that far away
She’s closer and closer
See the crooked haze
She arouses the vile beast
With a great deal of pomp,
And lights shining on her wig,
better than a king, smarter than
Black Death is a killing plague
Laura Clauzel
The Queen is dead
And she left behind her, no pretender to the beloved throne
A virgin queen, in a man’s world
A virgin queen, in a masculine Kingdom
Farewell my queen, farewell my queen
surrounded by horses, in your black velvet,
The World must have been so violent
that you disappeared the rose along with you
The queen is dead
And she left behind her thousands and thousands of beloved
A dedicated queen, in a man’s world
A dedicated queen, in a masculine Kingdom
Farewell my queen, farewell my queen,
you were the first on the male chessboard,
You set the rules, you tamed the throne
that you removed Silence from Women’s mouths
Laura Clauzel
How many weapons
How many munitions
How many shots
A cry is a cry
A tear is a tear
There is no value scale
for humans in despair
But there is nothing more human
than the wind of wailing and lamentation
Echo,
Echo,
Echo,
Echo,
In a hail of bullets
In the bombing of villages
In a shower of misiles
A wound is a wound
A death is a death
The blood that flows freely
Is a point of no return
But there’s nothing more human
than lost souls fearing oblivion
Echo
Echo
Echo
Laura Clauzel
Untie our bodies
Over and over with folly
And there remains
enslaving fumes
Won’t you remember
Won’t you remember
Oooooooo let me break the spell
Oooooooo let me break the spell
Unravel my feelings
And I’ll be yours
And I’ll be yours
And I’ll stay
No matter how you give your love to me
I’ll be yours
And I’ll be yours
And I’ll stay
Won’t you remember
Won’t you remember
Oooooooo let me break the spell
Oooooooo let me break the spell
No more your face
No more your lips
No more your eyes
And yet, I am still lovin’ you
And yet, I am still lovin’ you
And yet,
And yet
Laura Clauzel
Tree,
It seems, you’re fighting back
lost in the stones
lost in the stones
Tree,
take your revenge
Grow and grow,
Grow and grow
Tree,
so much blood was shed
that your branches spread
that your branches spread
Tree
Many mouths were shut
Moan and Moan
Moan and Moan
There was a time you remember,
jails standing proud,
A most heinous crime
The time of slave trade
The time of slave trade
Don’t wanna be a cursed tree anymore
Don’t wanna be a cursed tree anymore
Become a single voice.
Laura Clauzel
We’re sentenced to play Icarus
We’re not flying
We’re just fluttering our wings
Our silver wings
Until the burning end
Our wings turn into flames
Icarus
Icarus
The age of one man bands X4
Never enough
Never enough
They keep harassing us
And we just keep working
And we just keep scrambling
There’s no easy way to wake up
With a millenial jolt
We won’t ever be too good at this
The age of one man bands
X4
Laura Clauzel