Fireworker

Gazpacho (Norwegian)

Compositor: Não Disponível

Come closer
I'm the lord of pseudo-thinking
The statue starts to weep
My heart's a Geiger counter

You should be crawling on your knees
For the divine announcer
Devoured
The fire of London

And now I'm here to settle down
As I have bought us some liberation
Windy storm on our loving home
See I don't subscribe to subordination

Fireworking
Through the sweet Iberian night
Paco tuned his strings too tight
Lily's changing
In a cage that she calls home
Another swallow flying low

Inspired
There's wine in the fountain
And I am here to settle down
And I have come for your resignation
And I will leave you on your knees

Below the dream of peaceful sleep
Call to come
Be lost in all the ways that I am not
Won't you come?

Your idea of life
You're the pilot of a dream
A fireworker's fire regime
To illuminate

The sky's a billion burning eyes
A final sulphurous goodbye
In The Shining
Apocalyptic overlook
Where Wendy wants to read his book

Bloody water
Salted flesh of Jesus Christ
Eat yourself with all your might
Thanksgiving every night

Bloody skies
Where a universal scream
Is a fireworker's dream