Из альбома: The Man Who Was Already Dead
I left the corpses far behind and I escaped
A distant voice reminds me how
Desire fades
In a long, in a long, in a long moan
Those bodies buried in the sand
In bloodstained clothes
Were whithering hand in hand
Like a faded rose
In a long, in a long
In a long, long night-gown
In a long slow-down
In a long, long night-gown
In a long moan
I left a dead soul far behind and I ran further
Still this morning I think time
Can bring about murder
I saw those empty shadows bend
But I won't slump down
The battle made me loose [?] a friend
But I keep on walking
In a long, in a long
In a long, long night-gown
In a long slow-down
In a long, long night-gown
In a long moan
In a long, long night-gown
In a long slow-down
In a long, long night-gown
In a long moan
I left the corpses far behind and I escaped
A distant voice reminds me how
Desire fades
I left them far behind and they still scream
And you remind me how
Desire is