时间：2010-02-01
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Figurative Theater (Remixed by Die Krupps) - Christian Death
In the shallow holes
Of a thousand eyes
In the knee deep graves of future survivors
The fleshless guests live off
Children of the past
And their aging fingers cast the
Shadow of death
Shadow of death
Their razor sharp tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids back
Invasive spectators get into the act
With roses and candles silver knives and
Persona read women
Dance with priests on a side road
Your vision perspectives
Are turning to stone
A cabaret slide show starts
Shooting their loads
And act one
Is the end
And the show now begins
Their razor sharp tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids back
Invasive spectators get into the act
With roses and candles silver knives and
Breath ballet prancers
Spin on porcelain backbones
A child's muddled cry turns into
Hilarity
Ungracious freeloaders
Leave their dead on a doorstep
Flowers of doom all bloom
In prosperity
Their razor sharp tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids back
Invasive spectators get into the act
With roses and candles silver knives and spoons
With silver knives and spoons
With silver knives and
With silver knives and spoons
The luxuries of past days are
The luxuries of
Our days
The luxuries of
Past days are
The luxuries of
Our days
Their razor sharp tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids back
Invasive spectators get into the act
With roses and candles silver knives and spoons
With silver knives and spoons
