Always said you were a youthquaker, Edie. A stormy little world shaker. Oh, Warhol's darling queen, Edie. An angel with a broken wing. . The dogs lay at your feet, Edie.
Always said you were a youthquaker, Edie. A stormy little world shaker. Oh, Warhol's darling queen, Edie. An angel with a broken wing. . The dogs lay at your feet, Edie.
Awoke in a fever, a feeling that's never been here before. Staring at these walls knowing you're right outside the door. See through me, point your words and make me shiver.
Well alright. . Earth mother for you. I see the world all drippin' red, that's right. Earth mother for you. I see the world all drippin' red, whoa. State of confusion.
The reflections held another vision. Loss of faith to the cross. Again you're lost into the void. Soon comes wisdom. . Time suspended in constant denial.
Dreamtime, dreamtime. Dreamtime, dreamtime. Dreamtime, dreamtime. Oh the dream, dreamtime. . I will have my dreamtime. My dreamtime, my dreamtime. The only thing untouched that's mine.
Hide the torch of redemption. It's time for a clean destruction. Smothered by your innocence.. Put them up. I'll wipe em out.. . In these eyes I behold your every move..
So you be a dirty little rock star. Blood stained sleeve your Slimane Dior. You live a lie, sold your soul for the paper. You be a slave, be a media whore.
Drop all your. You ain't got nothing to say. My girls no flirt she can walk. and she walks like she talks. . My girl fade away. she got diamonds every day.
Through times I thought of what we created. For greater causes that brought us down to this. The ground is shaking from all the people below. One thing I've learned from this is,.
Your soul was covered in dirt. The sacrifice was never made. You were unleashed in those days. Now valid to grasp the inner self. Is your heart gonna cave in. Throw your soul into the sea..
A time lost to the sick crowd of a new demonic realm.. Oceans of blood have drowned all humanity.. The stained ground is smoking of burning flesh.. Still attached to human bones. Skulls screaming in pain..
Don't you shut me out. Swimming in black waters. Don't you sink me in. You will pay in fire. When will I get some rest? Can I sleep again?. To find peace inside... Sleep until it's gone..
The Cult. Hidden City. Dance the night. . My demons, swept me away. To the arms of evening, I's feeling crass today. From the stars, you came to me. Lit up, like some alien queen.
Leave me behind the black wall of decadence.. Burn it all. Dance with the flames that he dictates.. Breathe in the smoke and get high on misery.. Drifting deeper. The current drags you down..
He came dancing across the water. With his galleons and guns. Looking for the new world. In that palace in the sun. . On the shore lay Montezuma. With his coca leaves and pearls.
A deep sore dragged through ages. The sores are my own, I know. Wounds collected through a lifetime. And wisdom I pick up along the way. . I received the spit from a snake.
You dirty hippie girl, your soft lips make me swirl. I despise all of your lies. Your horses terrify me, I can't work out why. The things you say, are not okay.
Paris is burning. The city alight. the club kids on fire. they're doing it right. they're keeping it punk rock. they're keeping it tight. ripping out speakers.