Vena Cava

I wake up and i see the face of the devil and I ask Him

What time is it?

(How do you feel today?)

What time is it?

(How do you feel today?)

Well, I think I'm feeling better

What time is it?

What TIME IS IT?

(How do you feel today?)

Well, I think I'm feeling better

(Do you?)

Yes, I think I'm feeling better;

You know I was just thinking if I could just get out of here some time and do something, you know and stop looking at the TV and just do anything at all...

I would be so happy... just give myself something to do, you know I...

(Do you?)

What time is it?

Better better better better

WHAT TIME IS IT?

(How much time do you want?)

I want? I want?

Why you... I want...

(How much time do you want?)

Well, I was just thinking that perhaps I could have just...

(Do you?)

Better? Better? Better? Better?

(How much time do I want?)

I want... I want... How much time do I have.

Why you... why you.. I want.. I want...

no one knows... where I'm going.

(You know we've been talking about you downstairs and we don't think perhaps you are not being realistic-that perhaps you are being unrealistic... it seems that you are not... we think that you have not faced up to what is going on...)

Better?

Are you sure, perhaps, you know, you've gone insane...

Better?

Black!

White lights

Black! Black! Black!

White lights

Better

................

Well sister, if I could do it all over again, I would, but you know there's something unnatural about this thing... there's something unnatural about this thing... keep it in your memory... people forget... about...

(Hi, how are you? Hi, how are you?)

I'm fine

(Hi, how are you? How are you?)

I'm fine

I'm just fine,

(How are you, anyway?)

and how are YOU

I'M FINE, MISS THING

I JUST FEEL LIKE SINGING THE BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC

GET OUT OF HERE

GET OUT

...

How are you?

please don't go

You are the love of my life

I have never loved anyone like this before and I never will again

don't go...

I'm sorry, miss you can't come in now

he has developed shingles

and you could contract it

and it might be meningitis and

not be able to have children...

Children children children

Am I having children?

When my baby is dying

THIS IS MY BLOOD

WHITE LIGHTS

BLACK

I dreamed I stuck a gun to my head and I dreamed

I was lying in a pool of blood and they looked down at me and said:

It's over now...

it's over now...

Now, at least, he is in peace

FREE

Who turn the fuckin' light off?

I dreamed I was lying in the green grass and the wind was blowing softly and blue was everywhere and I saw

heads popping out through the grass and it seemed as if they knew me...

Hi Dimitri, Hi Dimitri, Hi Dimitri. Hi Dimitri

Heaven... Heaven...

BLACK

Heaven... I see Heaven...

Letra de Diamanda Galás/Lyrics by Diamanda Galás

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