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• Artiste: Tempest Armada (The)
• Titre: Romanticide
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outspoken, they pull the puppets by the strings around their eyes while the telltale bricks of our politics caress romanticide trading martyrs and trends for worlds that lack life so the colors can breathe the sky so heard the manics that their shadow is set in stone it's easy to get lost when you've found your home but who's to count now that the pendulum is gone for every other click there's something else your mind lets slip a bird's eye view from the stars shows the epitome of who we are chased in a maze by a crazed cuckoo clock dancing in the shadows of an intricate time bomb - and out of the womb we'll get lost and we'll burn too, right by the cross and by that cross where we got lost robbing all the banks and staring at the stars - this is just the politics this is just the poison an eighty proof treason before we're hung over - what do i see as i stumble around your body is resting in the crevice of a cloud casting a spell, i'll shift the sky so the tears won't wake you when the angels cry 20,000 strings entangled waltzing wings quetzalcoatl screams for a melody she sings embrace these bloodshot eyes as i'm pulling back the pins cause where i'm going next they don't let the angels in now they're broken by the tides these strings around their eyes while they show in melodies pieces seen for the first time while the rest remain enthralled by the shadows on the wall as a closing curtain sings "the majority will fall" (and these melodies enthrall waltzing colors on the wall but i still refuse to sing "the majority will fall")