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Behind the red door in american skin there is a murder of roses In the midnight hiss come cover me there For i am electric nothing Out on the tide strangers all are drowing by Under eclipse i wait for your kiss with the beating of all these idiot hearts No more evil now, no horror sound, no maniac song from a tyrant And the surfer king will show me everything in the great green flash of the evening Out on the tide strangers we ride smoke in our eyes under eclipse, i wait for your kiss with the beating of all these idiot hearts |