Sick of the sun Corroded by the rain Stolen laurels in felted hair Worn faces that have traveled a long way Wet rags sticking to her body Bruised skin and sleepless eyes Grinning and cursing malevolent skies Strolling through hells Whipped through heaven Flirting with venomous snakes Raping angels Strolling through hells Whipped through heaven Dancing on desolate streets When the skies rip open Forgot his youth, but never her love Forgot all his plans with life Forgot the roof, but not the sky above Mending their clothes Licking their wounds Scratches from the corals on their backs Love bites from the kisses of shark attacks Strolling through hells Whipped through heaven Flirting with venomous snakes Raping angels Strolling through hells Whipped through heaven Dancing on desolate streets When the skies rip open You that were banned from heaven and hell Murderers that have suffered great pains Searching in oceans of absinthe The land where it is better to live Black clouds pour their acid load on spiteful unbowed heads And they are spitting it backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
