"...I hear voices from another star."
Black tide profane
Your s** on display
Drowning us slowly, we're dreaming
And the voices, they scream.
We're just another star in s***e.
Love's burning flame
We're slaves on parade
Drowning us slowly, we're sinking
Into her sorcery.
We're just another star in s***e.
"My stories are attempts at reception - at listening to voices from another place, far away.
They only come out at night when the background din and gabble of our world has faded out.
Then, faintly, I hear voices from another star."
Black tide profane
Your s** on display
Drowning us slowly, we're dreaming
And the voices, they scream.
We're just another star in s***e.
Love's burning flame
We're slaves on parade
Drowning us slowly, we're sinking
Into her sorcery.
We're just another star in s***e.
"My stories are attempts at reception - at listening to voices from another place, far away.
They only come out at night when the background din and gabble of our world has faded out.
Then, faintly, I hear voices from another star."