The Hyde - Muttering Retreats | Текст песни

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• The Hyde
• Muttering Retreats

Let us go then
you and I
when the evening is spread
out against the sky
like a patient etherised on a table"

The bonfires are lit in the hid' streets
Those red stains of lust flare strokes of night
Hear the sudden recall of who am I
May the sweat tamper with the evidence

As I grab onto my last hopes
Just to keep safe from myself
From a blurred shape to another
Faster moves, grip and self-indulgence

In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions
That a minute will reverse

Run till veins pump no more than waste acid
Till the lungs burn and breath crystallise
The the heart beats ita very own last march
Till some 9 milliters collide

A cold shadow dripping on me
Then a light
And then nothing at all

Another last one, I'm done, I do swear it
Now the blood reacts
I'm ready to shoot

I exhale soul high than these words
Faster than the speed of my own guilts