The Black Angel’s Death Song – Lou Reed, John Cale & Nico (originally by The Velvet Underground)
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The myriad choices of his fate set themselves out upon A plate for him to choose, what had he to lose Not a ghost bloodied country all covered with sleep Where the black angel did weep Not an old city street in the east Gone to choose And wandering’s brother walked on through the night With his hair In his face On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.
The Rally Man’s patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long to his skull Shrill yell
Shining brightly, red-rimmed and red-lined with the time Effused with the choice of the mind on ice skates scraping chunks From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razor’s forget in the pain Antiseptic remains cool goodbye So, you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget Where you come from The stools of your eyes serve to realize fame Choose again Roberman’s refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse Went the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go
And if epiphanies terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side To be on
If the stone glances off split didactics in two Lay the colors of the mouse trails all’s green try between If you choose If you choose Try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game I Chi-Chi Chi-Chi I Chi Chi Chi Ka-Ta-Ko Choose to choose Choose to choose Choose to go