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[ Paris is lost ]

© by Kwisatz Haderach 1994, words by Britta Riesen, music by Karin Dehnert

Verse 1

Clean your mind from drugs and sorrow
Watch the town under you
From your tower of ivory
You're thrown on the yellow moon

Chorus

Paris is lost
Our blood is black
We are spit out by the world - anywhere
We are spit out by the world - anywhere

Verse 2

I can feel the virus creeping
Down in me through my head
On my shoulders
This weight pushs me
In the ground
On the yellow moon

CHORUS

Verse 3

I tried not to amuse me
About your death in the sea of love
Your head rolls along through the door
Into my house
On the yellow moon

CHORUS