American Darkness

(альбом: Birth Of Violence - 2019)

When you come dead last
In battles long past
Intended to rip my heart out
Oracle of your secrets

Your eye was trained on me
As I stood before you, unbuttoning
Kiss me as the bell tolls
Swiftly, as the horses ride

Won't you dance
Won't you dance
Won't you dance
Won't you dance

Damn my dreams, the tormentors
Last night your mouth was on my skin
And the poppies were like fire on the mountain
I took your hand and led you home

All my old ways have started kicking in
And my bad days are coming round again
Left here in American darkness
River on fire and sun eclipsed

Won't you dance
Won't you dance
Won't you dance
Won't you dance

Cause I'm coming
Cause I'm coming
Cause I'm coming
Cause I'm coming

When you come
When you come
When you come
When you come back to me