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The language in the dimmer rooms
Seems to represent the light source well
How soft they speak and seem to be at peace
With the movement of the music and the madness
That is pulling me into this
And the shades of the lamps are woven red
The light, it stains and consecrates
Anointing all forgotten forms
Ahat swirl and smoke and haunt this place
The girls in gowns all nurse the dark
Pulling it near to their swelling breasts
And watch as it seeps to their hearts
And beats within their virgin chests
And here I know seduction breeds
From wanton hearts that would seduce
And grows and spreads its vine and leaves
Embracing those who might have moved
But now remain to drink the night
From vials black and thick with steam
Such intoxicating delights
That leave you drunk inside this dream
And you watch them take the light from you
And you find yourself
On a velvet couch
Tasting the skin of a foreign girl
Her eyes are black
And wet like oil
And she ties your hands with a string of pearls
And you tremble like a frightened bird
As she closes in and captures you
To place you in the silver cage
Deep within her poisoned womb
And once you re safe inside
She might let you out to fly
In the circles around the room
But it s always night
And there is no moon
And you wonder if you are alive
And you’re not sure if you want to be
But you drank her sweat like it was wine
And you lay with her on a bed of blue
And it s awful sweet
Like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you

You re a pretender
Impossible mission to keep in touch
Hard to remember
Moments together, a-ha

My love is tender
Even if you re far away tonight
Why not surrender
Passion is burning

REFRAIN:
I m loving you on the telephone
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, dial my number
Communication is set tonight

Please...

There they are
Alive, on the move, pretty young,
Still unproven though they love
Restless young zeroes in a haze
Of reckless blind faith taking their
Own sweet time to write and rhyme
Their ending

Are you happy when we re down...

Ashes of the innocent
The end for you and me
Darkened screams of agony
Are begging set me free
Mourning all your loved ones
As their bodies turn to stone
Violence hate and agony
Are what we ve grown to know

Hold me show me
Bring me to my knees
So as the fire burns
And the tables...

If I believed in all I ve read
I d be marching with them to the black lands
Of the living dead
Blackheath
Nothing goes on here
Blackheath
Nothing grows on here
Blackheath
Only children play
...

Ich bin weder Playa noch Hater nicht der klassische,
und auch kein Latin Lover, nicht der rassische,
Ich gebe euch nur das was ich euch geben kann,
Heute ist es Rapmusik, doch irgendwann
Werdet ihr mein Gesicht sehen, auf den Litfasssäulen
Die Welt wird sich...