Murder Ballad - Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci

Down where the eagle flies

That’s where my love lies

She tastes fruit of different colours

Hand in hand with another ooh ooh

Working in the field for night three days

His return brings shame to say

His true love with his dear brother

Wrapped in his sheets holding one another ooh ooh

From that moment he saw red

Thoughts of murder plagued his head

Took the dagger from his side

Drove through the hearts of them that lied ooh ooh

Down where the eagle flies

That’s where my love lies

It was just and it was right

To end their lives this winter’s night