Esben And The Witch
Warpath
These eyes see carmine through concrete masks
Amid fantasies of strangers, I'm indulging myself

This fractious fever is fervent
With feelings of extinction
This violence is silenced by consequence

Keep these secrets in my skin
?

Bloodshot and blooming, sanguinary and ruby
A muted dreaming
A clandestine paradise ? paradise

Keep these secrets in my skin
?