Текст песни: Underground Heaven + перевод

It’s all the roman passions trapped in the rusted chain link of suburbia,

An angel equipped with the common limbs of erotica,

Thump of a bass drum picks up the pulse of her unlabeled parts,

She plays for the erected tower of a man; behind a mask; behind the motor of

hearts.

Who has just met a girl on the internet,

Who says her modem is always wet,

Whose secrets he would love to pet,

The shadow of his smile is met.

His redemption as big as god; forgiving the smallness of her life,

Lost in the fluid hands of Lethe; no ones mother or wife,

In this feast of flesh and abstract touch and feel, Thought and time collapse

on themselves and sensation is the measure of the real.

Tonight the club meets at midnight,

She thinks as she sits at the traffic light,

Aroused by the touch of her memory’s sight,

Can’t wait to melt into the moonlight.

The dogma of his nature; the lust for the wives of Cain,

He craves the unloaded caress of a storm that breaks some new lover’s rain,

La fiesta; the sense of sound; drown in the depth of music-wild,

In this orgy of wine wedded lovers; egos are parked where bodies are piled.

Tonight we bring home the nearest star, Underground to the core to heal the

scar,

Of the life that has kept you from who you are, The light that never travels

this far.

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