Plastique Noir
houdini
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My secrets don't fit in a boy
Through some false bottom
They escape to the infinitude
You don't realize the keys are turning
Opening your mind tonight
Unchain me now
My secrets don't fit in any eye
It may seem false to you
Senses maybe a cell of solitude
You're locked in your own obscurity
I am the only one
Who has the passowrd to beyond
Perspectives, i feel them so twisted
My secrets have never existed
They are as false as those chimneus
That block the horizon
Barbed wires and funeral pyres
Vomiting opium smoke
- Album:
- 24 Hours Awake
- Affects
- Woodgothic Compilation 2013
- The Music The Culture: Dark Wave, Vol.2
- Gothic, the Music the Culture
- Dark Moments, Vol. 4 - 25 Gothic, Ebm, Darkwave,...
- Dark Moments, Vol. 5 - 25 Gothic, EBM, Darkwave,...
- Napster pres. Halloween 2012
- Halloween - The Darkest Night 2 (48 Darkwave Industrial...
- Halloween - The Darkest Night 2 (47 Darkwave Industrial...
- Dead Pop
- Urban Requiems (Extended)
- Urban Requiems