Tryst – Cadaverous Condition – letras

today I feel great, finally I’ve found itwe get drunk on Martini at the Peach Pitand tomorrow we crush the pigeons on the placeyour spirit smiles away my melancholy faceevery morning I will say: »I love you till my heart dies »and « most beautifulare your eyes »today I feel so great in all I doa time supreme, runes I read in the yewwe lie in the grass interpreting the cloudswe indulge in misanthropy, laugh away the doubtsevery morning I will say…but hoping is futileand wishing in vainto you all the bestPS: « all the stars are dead now »