Turkish delight - Susanne Sundfør

Angels are lost in the sooted fog

Of a million fallen dots on a disc of mud

All the closets forgotten

All the lakes are frozen

Well if eternal winter, if eternal snow

I'll have a turkish delight

I've got the freeze, they offer me holy wine

It gets me through the night

The moon lingers on and shines down

Upon the shroud that covers both the living and the dead

Of a forgotten empire

You better kneel, you better kneel down

Before the lady shadowing the sun

And if eternal winter, if eternal snow

I'll have a turkish delight

I've got the freeze, they offer me holy wine

It gets me through the night

Everybody's hungry for more and more and more

And even though they know that

Margaret's at the door

And everybody thought they could make it on their own

But I have seen them turn into stone

Everybody thought they could make it on their own

But I saw them turn into stone