We've burned the bridge as always, denying the traces of our kind
Regressive pattern, the only way to feel alive
Locked inside this room, but doors shall open real soon
It just takes a push, it takes a push
One last cold kiss in this white stained night
Outside the world is burning, no need to face its blight
This is how dreams are made, a blend of love and hate
The blink of an eye and a dose of daze
Within the night, ceiling death
All broken hearts crave for rest
I saw your figure running away from the muted crowd
Upon your shoulders the weight of it all
How long should we dance? Our joy transmuted in trance
But it won't last forever
One last cold kiss in this white stained night
Outside the world is burning, no need to face its blight
This is how dreams are made, a blend of love and hate
The blink of an eye and a taste of daze
Within the night, ceiling death
All broken hearts crave for rest
(I always knew it was a goodbye
The sleep by rope or knife)
Magnífico trabajo! indiscutiblemente merece su formato físico, vinyl o CD, cualquiera será bienvenido!... Canción favorita? no sabría decirte, cada una de ellas te envuelve de su intensa atmósfera... <3 REPTILE HOUSE
It's so hard to pick just one favourite track. The whole album is just so magical, so special!
It's like a warm shroud of enveloping, nourishing darkness. Onyx Tomb