Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Coroner's Sun, artist - Kirlian Camera. Date of issue: 26.01.2006
Song language: English
Coroner's Sun |
| Fast, without a story the past falls |
| After so many windy days |
| A nameless new fog comes |
| All that you may hear is just a lost noise… |
| Like a feverish hell’s drone |
| In this petrified hill |
| Anyway here it comes |
| Looking like unforeseen joy |
| In the end, as a thief |
| As a silly memory |
| Stealing on stars on stars |
| And their everlasting fire |
| Summertime, secretely |
| Here it comes with its nonsense |
| Stealing any revenge |
| And the voice of the dumb dead |
| Stealing both Satan’s blood |
| And every possible last hope |
| S’got your face, your language |
| Your all-time depressing voice |
| Your postcards from the world |
| Sent off when you were a star |
| All the wanton lies you always spread |
| And all the allies you always had |
| Are now close to burn down |
| Unreal oblivion without sound |
| Makes everything more ghostly while |
| So still appears the garden |
| S’got the grudge you always had |
| And the snobbery of whom |
| Has a friend, maybe dead |
| His stuffed body in the lounge |
| S’got the grudge you always had |
| And the snobbery of whom |
| Had a love, time ago… |
| Who killed you before your crimes… |