The promised land of joy leads me quite a chase Shaping the vortex moonshine into another daemon aeon, aeon
Caught in a crossfire of lust, a dream of strange ambient fusion Dying in the valley of death, As in the essence of the Shakespearian Conclusion
As I dream of that night, dazzled by its charm And as I dream of you nestled here in my arms
It's only when I weep, only when I reach to touch you It's only when I nourish the (ultimate) paranoid grandeur It's only when the venereal notion unfolds I see more devils than vast hell can hold
You breathe in sharply when I bid (you) to join the trance To wheresoever the (polychrome) devils may dance The gleaming utopia (suddenly) casting shadows of sadness And there is beauty in all its madness
When I come down it seems to me, that I am desecration And touching you seems like a revelation...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
