Tytuł: Somniferum

• Wykonawca: Babylon Whores
• Wyświetleń: 202

Down on the street
   The night is a whore for dreams of fools
   Where things of old still turn to gold
   In hands of ghouls
   Oh I would castrate you a choir of the damned
   To sing you songs of love
   Of kisses cursed by the dog star
   And when the summer turns to fall I´d stay with you
   Watching the leaves turn gold and grey outside your room
   For here is juice of poppy bruised
   With hemlock black and poisonous infused
   Yea life is a witch
   And then you fly
   Somniferum
   Down on the street
   The neon spells out my true love
   How I fell for her kisses cold
   On my skin as a tip of steel
   Led by the angels white
   Through gravestones blank and clean
   On thru the pastures of green
   I´d be all things that might have been
   And where the angels fear to tread I´d walk with you
   For there is nothing that can harm a love that´s true
   For here is juice of poppy bruised
   With hemlock black and poisonous infused
   Yea life is a witch
   And then you fly
   Somniferum
   And death is not black
   But snow white as charms
   Treasured out of sight
   Untouched by the august sun
   Unto which all life must be undone
   Oh in the end
   Love, dream and death are one again