Тексты песен «93 Current»

I`m clicking your fingers for a gothic twilight that actually existed just in your head your fingernails painted black or bloodred I forget And your fake-leather volumes jabbering on hell manifest decadence was what...

Who am I? Who do you say I am? As I hobble on to the land of the dull... Wings or wheels, wings or wheels? Now I'm like a silly boy. Now I'm like the Wandering Jew. He goes on, but I linger. The rain makes, Scythes And...

He crouches on the floor, there's a mask on the wall. And he leafs, through the pages of a book. But wait as he may in the shadow of other leaves. His heart, in embraces to times long since scorched. The horizont folds...

when everyone you have ever loved is finally gone when everything you have ever wanted is finally done with when all of your nightmares are for a time obscured as by a shining brainless beacon or a blinding eclipse of...

then I looked into her young eyes from eighty years she looks back into my young eyes and she is gone to where? where has her soul gone? body found yes but her very mark her sign lost it seems to me now though I feel...