martes, 28 de julio de 2009

White Rose Movement....a simple sound, a scream to the sky....

slam, sacharine Sam pushing my pram, with your harlequin words you turned and said "Sicko psycophants" with a poisonous rant and a requiem of fear, the guns and teeth of London streets come on! C-c-come on! (Ohh) Kill, comfort kill I'm infidel all the fireworks, explode in the sky slam, sacharine Sam pushing my pram, with your harlequin words you run in the dark, cos it makes you feel free and the wind cuts your face, cos you wanna believe that out there something is real, the elixir of life he licks down a knife to her wet apperture....

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  1. You run in the dark cos it makes you feel free and the wind cuts your face, cos you wanna believe
    your blood is alive....

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