Magdalena Hell Songtext
von Timothy Pure

You lift your hand to shield your eyes
From the mid-morning sun
And stare into the brilliant painted sky
In the background dissonance chimes
A sudden lullaby
Of a ghost bride haunted by the vine

When promises were spoken
Were regrets so far behind
Left to simmer unresolved

Born in the revelations
In a cruel twist of fate

Magdalena, hell, the light is dim
Magdalena, the light is dim
As my nightmare begins to unfold
I wonder will you miss the peace
As you′re basking in the afterglow


I've been here before when the cinders return
The ashes consumes the love letters burned
Basking in the afterglow
Basking in the afterglow

Removing your possessions
Provides some relief
From the fracture that will not heal

While you walk along the ledges
I hope that if you fall
Ghosts will comfort you along the way

For both of us it′s buried
Yet somehow bleeds to life
I'll pretend that you'll avoid the truth
Have you forgotten how much I can forgive
As you wait for your rapture in the deep

Magdalena, the light is dim
As my nightmare begins to unfold
I wonder will you miss the peace
As you′re basking in the afterglow

I′ll peel back the scars when the cinders return
The ashes consumes the love letters burned
Basking in the afterglow
Basking in the afterglow