Would you die for your faith?
Standing before the guillotine, eyes blinded by stare of the merciless sun, ears deafened by the cries of the crowd. They scream for your death. Your death. You take another step. Your breath, cold against the hot summer air, is quick and ragged. Fear creeps down your spine as your sisters are silenced right in front of your eyes, one by one. Their song ended abruptly by the sharp kiss of metal on flesh. Their life poured to the ground like a dark velvet river. To surrender blood and tears for something you believe in.
Could you die for your faith?
You lean forward. The collar fits like a lover's soft fingers around your neck. A breath. The soft whisper of the blade as rushes to you.
New Opera presents...The Dialogues of the Carmelites. Sung in English.