there's anger in their skin, it's just a style for them, they move with murder in their veins, by cardboard filled - in doors they pass the day like whores and kiss their innocence away
scorpio rising, scorpio rising, scorpio rising , it's on the wind
эту жизнь отдам, таким профессорам кто знает как глубок порок и что любовь - игра, расстреливать время встать на колени как урок
восход скорпиона, восход скорпиона, восход скорпиона, на ветрах
scorpio rising, восход скорпиона, scorpio rising, восход скорпиона, scorpio rising, восход скорпиона, it's on the wind, на ветрах
original lyrics by Brett Anderson:
There's anger in their skin It's just a style for them They move with murder in their vein A cardboard filled indoors They pass the daylight off And kiss their innocence away Scorpio rising Scorpio rising Scorpio rising It's on the wind Their lies are analysed By intellectual types Who know the depth of their disease And love is just a game To pass the hours away To spend endeavours on your knees Scorpio rising Scorpio rising Scorpio rising It's on the wind Scorpio rising Scorpio rising Scorpio rising It's on the wind It's on the wind It's on the wind It's on the wind