04_The Darkness - text

Something kissed my lips
Something brushed my fingertips
The north binds battle
In the car park
And the darkness
Is the darkness

The night is on the run
With a bottle of ouzo
And a rusty gun
The north wind
Is like a Spanish Guitar
Soaked in petrol
Burning on the bar

Let the dead raise their heads
And the dying leave their beds

She didn’t believe what her mama said
And she clambered out the window in the darkness

And behind you in the night
A million dogs come out to fight …

It’s the empire that be rising rising
Rising through the night …

Something give me strength
I’m burning
Burning on the brink
The north wind
Is like cinnamon and wine
And the darkness
Is the darkness

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