Lupara Bianca
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You promised me shared destiny, you promised centuries
Told of riches unspeakable, beyond my wildest dreams
No more the man I used to be, before you got your claws into me
Your eyes like flying saucers, my bloody Mary
And every day was Christmas day, from that moment on
You promised me slave’s loyalty, you promised the cotton fields
But the Christmas tree stood naked, as the day it was first born
A halo of needles, circle its skeleton
Promise me Tarzan and Jane, Anthony and Cleopatra
Promise Adam and Eve, and I still won’t believe
Promise Hiroshima, promise Casablanca
And I still won’t get born, and I still won’t be human
Regiments of warrior hooded crows swoop low, to watch the end unfold
Vampires scream into the night, feasting on our souls
Beneath the silent disco glitter ball, we waltz on eternally
And I turn to spaghetti, when she breathed on me
God watches safe from a hill above the all lopsided battle
Tommy machine gun tongues crackle like the fifth of November,
I remember the stealing from grandmothers years, often-times I can’t sleep
I paint a portrait of her ashes, of my shadow boxer’s dreams
Promise me Tarzan and Jane, Anthony and Cleopatra
Promise Adam and eve, and I still won’t believe
Promise Hiroshima, promise Casablanca
And I still won’t get born, and I still won’t be human
Promise Atlantis, Lupara Bianca
Promise Valhalla, promise moonlight sonatas
Promise her witches fingernails, draw blood along my spine
And I still won’t have blood, and I still won’t have feelings
Promise the dream, napoleon and Josephine
And I still can't be killed, and I’ll still be immortal
Promise the force, will be with us wherever we go
And the nightmare crescendos and we still can’t be woken
You dragged me by the hair, took me by the scruff of the neck
A thousand drunken nights we played kiss-chase to the death
I played the starving peasants, I played Mary Antoinette
Your snow white skin like porcelain, You promised me the end
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