Esben & The Witch Warpath
These eyes see carmine through concrete masks
Amid fantasies of strangers, I'm indulging myself
This fractious fever is fervent
With feelings of extinction
This violence is silenced by consequence
Keep these secrets in my skin
?
Bloodshot and blooming, sanguinary and ruby
A muted dreaming
A clandestine paradise ? paradise
Keep these secrets in my skin
?
