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Carnage visors
Album - 15 ottobre 2010 - Debaser id 827129

di The Cure

movement
no movement
just a falling bird
cold as it hits the bleeding ground
he lived and died...
catch sight
cover me with earth
draped in black
static
white sound

a day without substance
a change of thought
an atmosphere that rots with time
colours that flicker in water
a short term effect

scream!
as she tries to push him over
helpless and sick
with teeth of madness
jump jump dance and sing
sideways across the desert
a charcoal face
bites my hand
time is sweet
derange and disengage everything

a day without substance
a change of thought
the atmosphere rots with time
colours that flicker in water
a short term effect

an echo
and a stranger's hand
a short term effect
an echo
and a stranger's hand
a short term effect
Il tuo voto:
She stands twelve feet above the flood
She stares
Alone
Across the water

The loneliness grows and slowly
Fills her frozen body
Sliding downwards

One by one her senses die
The memories fade
And leave her eyes
Still seeing worlds that never were
And one by one the bright birds leave her...

Starting at the violent sound
She tries to turn
But final
Noiseless
Slips and strikes her soft dark head
The water bows
Receives her
And drowns her at its ease...

I would have left the world all bleeding
Could I only help you love
The fleeting shapes
So many years ago
So young and beautiful and brave

Everything was true
It couldn't be a story...
I wish it was all true
I wish it couldn't be a story

The words all left me
Lifeless
Hoping
Breathing like the drowning man

Oh Fuchsia!
You leave me
Breathing like the drowning man
Breathing like the drowning man
Il tuo voto:
a hand in my mouth
a life spills into the flowers
we all look so perfect
as we all fall down
in an electric glare
the old man cracks with age
she found his last picture
in the ashes of the fire
an image of the queen
echoes round the sweating bed
sour yellow sounds inside my head
in books
and films
and in life
and in heaven
the sound of slaughter
as your body turns

but it's too late

one more day like today and i'll kill you
a desire for flesh
and real blood
i'll watch you drown in the shower
push my life through your open eyes

i must fight this sickness
find a cure
i must fight this sickness...
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