Barbed Wire Ballet

Dancers in velvet shadows stepped onto the edge,
Erasing boundaries of worlds, fulfilling every pledge.
The thorns are weaving in a crown, to birth a pirouette,
We now begin in silence our piercing, sharp ballet.


Step left — blood on the silver drawn.
Step right — the frost upon the dawn.

Припев
Barbed wire ballet is slicing through the pale moonlight,
Where plastic-masked pure genius takes a ticket for the night.
Through silver made of steely thorns a blind maestro leads on,
And we fly into silent heights to orchestral swansong.


The scripts of upcoming grand dramas are read within the eyes,
The falling gives birth to a sound, destroying fear and lies.
There, far behind the drapes of planets, where the horizon fades,
Our somber high society opens absurd sunshades.


Look in the void — the crystal flows away.
Look to the sky — the distance will not stay.

Припев
Barbed wire ballet is slicing through the pale moonlight,
Where plastic-masked pure genius takes a ticket for the night.
Through silver made of steely thorns a blind maestro leads on,
And we fly into silent heights to orchestral swansong.


The weaves of metal tear the pulse of alien orbits deep,
No one remembers our strange faces, no one's gone to sleep.
We are the stardust in the night upon the knife's cold roll,
And in the freezing brilliant shine spins a trembling soul!

Припев
Barbed wire ballet is slicing through the pale moonlight,
Where plastic-masked pure genius takes a ticket for the night.
Through silver made of steely thorns a blind maestro leads on,
And we fly into silent heights to orchestral swansong.


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