歌词
Here lies the man
Who fell to Earth
Who fell to Earth...
A spare beaten spirit soul of sexual dystopia
Whose sound is deathly frantic, deathly frantic
Deathly frantic!
His presence clear, elegant and emphatic
And emphatic!
Desperate to break with his past
He lets his mask hang
The alien to emerge from his tomb
He sketched an execution ritual
There is no light (there is no light) at the end of this tale
The confession (confession) of a restless soul
Resurrection is a hard act to follow
Resurrection is a hard act to...
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