Act Noir - Wrong Places

www.actnoir.com
www.eibonrecords.com
Lyric:
the stream of the river
the wind from the east
the hard life you experienced
it is all smoothed down
suicidal brother tired of life
he couldn't find meanings under the regime
the scar on your face
and your scared ego
full ashtrays in
cold concrete rooms
wrong places to stay
no way to fulfil
your innocent spirit
in this tainted world
in this tainted world
in the golden lane of silence
I found purity in your gestures
through the tortuous path of sacrifice
you shaped your body and soul
how can it be that your eyes still shines?
after such long monochrome life
wrong places to stay
no way to fulfil
your innocent spirit
in this tainted world
in this tainted world

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