"Hindu Martyr" by Simon Revington

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Stargazing into outer space, from a long-forgotten ship in a long-forgotten place
Colossal hail tore the sails from this withered love nest
My mind is made up, I won’t give her up

If I don’t meet you in this western life
I’ll make my deathbed, place my faith in you Hindu

Horizon shifts with the ocean’s breath, like the rise and fall of her sumptuous breast
I will not fail, drive a nail into this treasure chest
My mind is made up, I won’t give her up

If I don’t meet you in this western life
I’ll make my deathbed, place my faith in you Hindu
And if there’s nowhere, there’s nothing left, there’s no stone unturned
I’ll raise my death’s head, ’cause there’s no hope till my body’s burned

Silence seeps through the siren’s embrace
Stars align, intertwine, form your heavenly face
Serpentine redefined leads to eternal grace
My mind is made up, I won’t give her up

If I don’t meet you in this western life
I’ll make my deathbed, place my faith in you Hindu
And if there’s nowhere, there’s nothing left, there’s no stone unturned
I’ll raise my death’s head, ’cause there’s no hope till my body’s burned

Lord she’s just gliding so gracefully
And her dress falls right to the floor

If I don’t meet you in this western life
I’ll make my deathbed, place my faith in you Hindu
And if there’s nowhere, there’s nothing left, there’s no stone unturned
I’ll raise my death’s head, ’cause there’s no hope till my body’s burned
 

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