歌词
The promised land of joy leads me quite a chase shaping the vortex moonshine into another daemon aeon
Caught in a crossfire of lust, a dream of strange ambient fusion dying in the valley of death, as in the essence of the
Shakespearian
Conclusion
As I dream of that night, dazzled by its charm and as
I dream of you nestled here in my arms
It's only when
I weep, only when
I reach to touch you it's only when
I nourish the (ultimate) paranoid grandeur it's only when the venereal notion unfolds
I see more devils than vast hell can hold
You breathe in sharply when
I bid (you) to join the trance to wheresoever the (polychrome) devils may dance the gleaming utopia (suddenly) casting shadows of sadness and there is beauty in all its madness
When I come down it seems to me, that
I am desecration and touching you seems like a revelation...