Lyrics O preto virou a única cor existente, Mesmo com o arco-íris no céu ainda presente. Continuo andando pelas ruas cinzas e nebulosas, Vendo roseiras só com espinhos, sem nenhuma rosa. Luto constantemente contra o luto, Esse luto que…

Verse One I’ve walked past the alter like a ghost With my hands in pocket afraid to reach Seen too many flames far too close Watched others burned, will none survive Verse Two I’ve lit candles just to watch them die The wax ran like blood…

Ice

He takes all of his clothes off and jumps into the Seine The water is cleaner than it ever has been The car needs for you to drive it, or else it doesn’t move The car needs for you to drive it, I hate to make you choose It’s like a still…

Sunday morning, no such luck My head is dizzy, it’s bright as fuck I’m dying I make my way to south French broad Lumbering wondering where she’s gone or something I see Sam he’s in the same shape as me Bundled in funneling misery by the…

It's very late and I decided to mess with some ambient guitar sounds. Now I'm ready for a nice dream.

Dr. Sattilaro strayed from the diet in the late '80s and back onto typical Western fare, his cancer returned, and he died soon thereafter.