Perdition city

Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night, when you can't sleep, in the line of shadows around the glowing red eye. Voices that talk and talk towards nothing, so that nothing's hollow role...

What's the meaning of this voyage? To talk in a dream So many bends and these years we've been together passed And all this time she was tremendously excited About everything she saw Everything we had...

You're taking a ride to the underworld Where death lurks in dark corners And trouble is never far away Wild gangs rule by fear and prey on the weak Lone killers haunt the highways And dark forces move...

You fly, or rather float, drift Through an enormous dark room A room of noises Endless shimmering glissandi Crackling pizzicato Coal black, turbulence holes of bass drones But otherwise empty No...