Rose Of Flesh And Blood
Plastique Noir
4:55Crossing the eternal night Under this blood red sky Savagery in hallucinated eyes Wet asphalt reflects a diaphanous shine Prostitution marginates The walk of phantoms from the day On the emptiness of these old ways Home of survivors in the shade (In the shade) Is life criminal When we dream awake? It's just a madrigal Dedicated in vain In the empty streets we don't have name And mobiles looks hang from the rainy air Like bats, spiders, flies and rats We can see clearly in the darkness (In the darkness) Is life criminal When we dream awake? It's just a madrigal Dedicated in vain On the emptiness of these cold days On the emptiness of these cold days On the emptiness of these cold days On the emptiness of these cold days