All the damned animals of the world | |
are howling inside your head. | |
Eyes wide-open, you’re wrapping in penumbra filled | |
with laughter and moans. | |
I know your fears and your secrets, | |
I know your tears and your prayers. | |
I know your fears and your secrets, | |
I know your tears and your mysteries. | |
Escaping from all sides and leaning over her, asleep. | |
Under the silk veil, they are watching her beating body | |
and following each bitter blue vein, diluting with the paleness of flesh. | |
Under the closed lid, her moving eye seems to wander through glooms | |
like a disturbed compass. | |
The electric fur of ghost animals and the villous feelers are stiffening her limbs, | |
while a wounded orca rattle ’s tearing her throat. | |
Tracked inside her dreams, they are clutching at her flanks. | |
Despite the fervour of her prayers, nobody will push them away, | |
before one of them half-opens the door of her beauty. | |
Nobody will push them away, before one of them creeps in her body. |
All the damned animals of the world | |
are howling inside your head. | |
Eyes wideopen, you' re wrapping in penumbra filled | |
with laughter and moans. | |
I know your fears and your secrets, | |
I know your tears and your prayers. | |
I know your fears and your secrets, | |
I know your tears and your mysteries. | |
Escaping from all sides and leaning over her, asleep. | |
Under the silk veil, they are watching her beating body | |
and following each bitter blue vein, diluting with the paleness of flesh. | |
Under the closed lid, her moving eye seems to wander through glooms | |
like a disturbed compass. | |
The electric fur of ghost animals and the villous feelers are stiffening her limbs, | |
while a wounded orca rattle ' s tearing her throat. | |
Tracked inside her dreams, they are clutching at her flanks. | |
Despite the fervour of her prayers, nobody will push them away, | |
before one of them halfopens the door of her beauty. | |
Nobody will push them away, before one of them creeps in her body. |
All the damned animals of the world | |
are howling inside your head. | |
Eyes wideopen, you' re wrapping in penumbra filled | |
with laughter and moans. | |
I know your fears and your secrets, | |
I know your tears and your prayers. | |
I know your fears and your secrets, | |
I know your tears and your mysteries. | |
Escaping from all sides and leaning over her, asleep. | |
Under the silk veil, they are watching her beating body | |
and following each bitter blue vein, diluting with the paleness of flesh. | |
Under the closed lid, her moving eye seems to wander through glooms | |
like a disturbed compass. | |
The electric fur of ghost animals and the villous feelers are stiffening her limbs, | |
while a wounded orca rattle ' s tearing her throat. | |
Tracked inside her dreams, they are clutching at her flanks. | |
Despite the fervour of her prayers, nobody will push them away, | |
before one of them halfopens the door of her beauty. | |
Nobody will push them away, before one of them creeps in her body. |