|
I stare in the hidden depth of a face in the sand.
I've seen the heaven and some fire in the hills.
White eyes,
Wild heat,
white light.
Blood beats and the drums cry, screaming the night.
They dance through the flames and they're falling so proud to die.
Hand in hand they dance on the crimson ground glad to dance.
Shadow dance.
On the skyline.
Shadow dance.
By the twilight.
High screams the embers glow as the colors of the night.
All around the colors change and the shadows dance.
Dark heart.
Lust brim.
End life.
New hope to be kind spoiling to fight.
They dance through the flames and they're falling so proud to die.
Hand in hand they dance on the crimson ground so glad to dance.
Shadow dance. On the skyline.
Shadow dance. By the twilight.
Enclosing their savage hands that hold me.
It holds me, this dancing, it holds me holds me. Shadow dance.
I've seen the hay-hole guns and the mag is on the skyline.
Like a penetrating rain purging sins from an open sob.
Shattered light catch bright
light for the high Fence.
Like a chilling rain dulls my pain my blinded eyes.
Shadow dance.
White heat.
White Light (on the skyline)
Shadow dance.
White heat.
White Light (by the twilight)
Shadow dance
|
|
