Somniferum – Babylon Whores – letras

Down on the streetThe night is a whorefor dreams of foolsWhere things of oldStill turn to goldIn hands of ghoulsOh I would castrate youA choir of the damnedTo sing you songs of loveOf kisses cursed by the Dog starAnd when the summer turns to fallI’d stay with youWatching the leaves turn gold and greyoutside your roomFor here is juice of poppy bruisedWith hemlock black and poisonous infusedYeah life is a witchAnd then you flySomniferumDown on the streetThe neon spells out my true loveOh how I fell for her kisses coldOn my skin as a tip of steelLed by the angels whiteThrough gravestones blank and cleanOn thru the pastures of greenI’d be all things that might have beenAnd where the angels fear to treadI’d walk with youFor there is nothingthat can harm a love that?s trueFor here is juice of poppy bruisedWith hemlock black and poisonous infusedYeah life is a witchAnd then you flySomniferumAnd death is not blackBut snow white as charmsTreasured out of sightUntouched by the August sunUnto which all life must be undoneOh in the endLove, dream and death are one again