To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you In a room without window in the corner, I found truth
In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor And with cold steel, odour on their bodies made a move to connect But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left
Ljust och pastelligt som sig bör när det är februari och fötterna inte vågar sig ur täcket. Om du har spotify föreslår jag att du lyssnar på denna låt till bilderna: Makthaverskan – Abstinens