Neon Caprice No. 26 Or Diabolus in the City

№ 1

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I don’t need the heaven, I prefer the hell.
The musicien is looking at the neon glare,
There’s magic in his hands, atoms in the air.

Too fast, too bright,
We’re chasing shadows through the night.
Le rythme est fou,
It’s cutting through the gloom.

Diabolus in the city, play it one more time,
Between the bass and the fire, you committing the crime.
Un ange dechu with a bow in his hand,
Turning the silence into a brand new land.

Slow down? No. Let the symphony glow.
Diabolus in the city, let the tempo grow.

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№ 2


The wind.
Neon.
Silence.
The hell.

Too bright,
Too fast.
And atoms in the air.

Le rythme est fou,
It’s cutting through the gloom.


Diabolus in the city,
The beat
Between the bass
And the fire.

Un ange d;chu
Don't cry!
 
We don't need heaven
Tonight.
Only sound.
Too fast.
Too bright.

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