Act iv - Opal Vault - текст песни
Act iv - Opal Vault
I turn around a last time in this big sinister street, my god, the fog
Insmoothes the tear that slowly drifts down along your cheek. From the windows,
Dull and dirty, dozens of white and macabre looks scrutinize us as if it was to
Announce that this time will be the last...
And I think of you again, crouched on myself, where the drops of sad water of
An October rain tricjle on my face, I think of this langorous smile again, more
Precious than your nudity, this carnal smile, ecstatic, that projects me for an
Instant again in a fantastic whirl of desolation.
I'm the angel of desolation, the angel of my own loss, the angel of a shattered
Life on the wild flanks of a smile.
And I pour a thin and sad tear that shatters itself in a thousand pieces on the
Streets form where your look haunts and kills me.
(Forget me), ravage me and kill me. Oh drink my life in a carnal impulse of
Desire, dream and fly me away on a peak of despair, because I'm the angel of
Desolation. Yes, I'm...
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