Behind the red door, in American skin There is a murder of roses In the midnight hiss, come cover me there For I am electric nothing
R: Out on the tide, strangers all Are drowning by Under eclipse, I wait for your kiss With the beating of all... These idiot hearts And no more evil now, no horror sound No maniac song from tyrant And the surfer king will show me everything In the great, green flash of the evening
R: Out on the tide, strangers we ride Smoke in our eyes Under eclipse, I wait for your kiss With the beating of all... These idiot heartsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
