Dancing on broken glass

Feet — in stigmata!
Glass — like platinum!
Rhythms are rolling,
Wounds are paid for!
I'm dancing! Dancing!
On the blade, on dry land,
Slashing the air,
Like a staff.
Screens are screaming. Aortas are burning.
Watch how your lunar clown dances!

Припев
Dancing on broken glass!
The century — in crumbs. Fate — in crystal.
No pain, no willpower, just a hum in the head,
When I dance on broken glass!
Blood or cranberry? Light or darkness?
Crunch. Reflections. Shards of glass.


Metronomes in the temples —
Tick-tock, current-shock.
I take a step.
One more little step.
On bottle roses, on stained glass,
On your cracked, fragile souls!
You hide your heels in cozy morocco leather,
While I am drunk from the glassy crumble.

Припев
Dancing on broken glass!
The century — in crumbs. Fate — in crystal.
No pain, no willpower, just a hum in the head,
When I dance on broken glass!
Blood or cranberry? Light or darkness?
Crunch. Reflections. Shards of glass.


Glassware of illusions!
Crystal of catastrophes!
I am your exclusive,
Tearing blood from its shackles!


Припев
Dancing on broken glass!
The century — in crumbs. Fate — in crystal.
No pain, no willpower, just a hum in the head,
When I dance on broken glass!
Blood or cranberry? Light or darkness?
Crunch. Reflections. Shards of glass.