Mr Eldritch
Daughters of revolution
Listen to me or shoot me down
Brides of the saviour
Widows of Prometheus
Ridiculous consolation
To wear headphones as a crown
and when the rain comes down
gimme gimme gimme more than time to cry
Leave me a sign between the pages
I have been waiting here for ages
I have been waiting for the killing time to die
Mr Eldritch don't be vain!
I just try to understand
May you lie to kill the love
Whereas love flows into pain
Disappointment bleeds into estrangement to destroy the brain
Some girls wander by mistake
Some are even led astray
So I search for love in vain
Though it kills me from inside
when black planet turns to dust
not to fall what shall I trust
Your cynic words or music storm
I am just outcast and twisted soul
Birds of the wedding
White doves whose freedom is death
Painted red on white
driven like the snow and blood
Tear me apart between the stages
Windows are locked while open cages
Closing eyes with phantom crack of ribs
Children of the corn
Are they even born
Or we desecrate Rosemary's children's cribs
On the ruins of Temple of love but lonely
We crush the petals on the floor
I have changed so many names
Only to burn where I belong
between a rock and a hard place
when black planet turns once more
when black planet turns to dust
and the road leads nowhere
when I kiss another blade
do you see reflection there?
... My possession is behind the poison door
my kind of angel wears lipstick
in smoke without cigarettes
am I supposed to walk the wire
in order to fall in sweet nets?
sing this corrosion to me as a lullaby
bury me deep on Detonation boulevard
or guide to garden of delight
under the gun to walk away
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