
Date of issue: 30.11.2016
Song language: English
The Twist |
I see these creatures in tired action |
I hold the blade with the midnight arm |
My brother dreams in real violence |
My brother, dreaming through the red |
In ritual positions, I kneel before his love |
Far away from the world |
I follow all these signs and wonders |
I walk on by the suicide doors |
Under the stars in animism |
I’ll hold the mirror for the ghost |
In ritual positions, I kneel before his love |
Sometimes in benediction, a mouth to sing the flood |
Far away from the world |