Novembre
Annoluce
1. Annoluce (Single Version)
I used to come here
Textiles all over, and lamps
And colours of centuries flash from the stands
Do not lose my hand now
We’re in a tempest of sound
Our stranger wind brought us here from afar
A journey through lightning ending now
A song made of light spreading around
I just wanna end this ride
That life has turned into this rusting pile of pipes
Cos I believe that there is more than meets the eye
In this script of anger
Brought to tears until the Sun died
And a journey through lightning ending now
A song made of light spreading around
A million eyelids closing down, A million eyes
I saw the files that they have on me,
I saw the chambers of new bright opinions they sewn in your flash
I saw the files that she has on me, setting this astral conjunction against
all the reasons and odds
I used to come here
Storms have swept it apart
a swirl of memories hitting the land, with the wind and the sand
Do not lose my hand now
We’re in a ‘lager’ of sound
Which brought us here in a light-year of bleeding and screaming and cries
2. Venere
Oh, you feel the night
Dancing its soul all the way
I’m gonna strip down the sky
Of all its lies
Where hopes are bred and thrown away
Oh, you feel the dance
Filling all the rivers and your veins
Oh, you feel the dance
Piercing through the withered yesterday
Why did it have to die?
Why did it have to die?
When are you coming back?
All you feel inside
Is merely all the breathing universe
All you feel inside
Frees us from the famine and the pain
Atomic dawn,
In which you sealed the sound of your name
You no longer swim in this sludge
Why does it have to die?
Why did you have to die?
When are you coming back?
3. Negative Luna
Cry, and cry,
And doors in pitch dark hallways
In gold and mesmerizing black
In which you let us drown
Chanson of the lonely ones
And the Seventh is all through the weather
Amber of a lonely star
And your name is all through the weather
You’re not the only one
That this life threw aside and pulled under
Yesterday is over now
Bring your hands to the chest like a prayer
Rays of the minor Sun like
steel nails through the flesh
Inverted thoughts they come
In pale unwanted light
In an absence, in a pale unwanted light
Dying for the whim of negative Luna
And, see, here we are, skiing on your favourite sensation
Waves of sound that bring us to the sky
Where I leave you as I’m pulled back down
Sedna, torn and still alive
Sedna, heart of soul alive
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