Peter Adams

Ziggurat Lyrics

Sleep in the cold my dear sons

And work in the hellish days

One of these years I will be gone

But the tower will live forever



Ziggurat, ziggurat, ziggurat all mine



Say with love how your life is a worthless dream

Bow your heads, little sons, and submit to me



With feet in the air I swallow wine

And let myself unwind

I pass the hours in a foggy dream

My life's a mighty river



Ziggurat, ziggurat, ziggurat all mine



Say with love how your life is a worthless dream

Bow your heads, little sons, and submit to me



Pull the ropes and push the stones

Hear the crack of breaking bones

How I love the sound

I command to not defy

I control the endless sky

And the flame inside the sun



Ziggurat