Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Luxury Of Tears, artist - Christian Death. Album song The Iron Mask, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 02.02.2015
Record label: Cleopatra
Song language: English
Luxury Of Tears |
In a phallic, stone tower |
We rise and fly or stand knee deep in water |
Skin is smooth and damp |
Every time he crosses them |
And there are bones in bed with that child |
A figure behind the glass |
Me in his mouth |
The man has come and gone |
Aroused my photographic memory |
Orphan sons and his raw hands |
(Were slammed in his face) |
Like fire under whores |
Insect, smiling eyes project rain |
Blaze against his teeth |
The luxury of tears burned my fingers |
Spinning devils of snow |
The luxury of tears burned my fingers |
Spinning devils of snow |
Oh devils must know the luxury of tears |
Changing his shape, he raised his eyes |
Eyes masked with green |
Threw out his arms, pulled open the door |
A moist, sour tongue down the silver screen |
Usher in the bleak years |
Through his yawning neck |
I undress in his throat |
A passion for dust |
(Was slammed in his face) |
Pull them down by the wings |
A rose from my ribs |
Stole back up the stairs |
(And laughed in his face) |