albert bouchard - 7 screaming dizbusters lyrics
seven screaming dizbusters
who lurked behind a rose
had iron for a bloodstream
and ice behind their eyes
on each and all those holy nights
where angel dust becomes the sale
and lucifer, the light
they’re long so long this time of year
when stars be crossed by twirling fear
you don’t suppose i’d prove surprised
if seven screaming dizbusters
should go the route and die
without the warmth they’ve learned to crave
and ice behind their eyes
on each and all those holy nights
where devil dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light
bury me near the secret cove so they’ll not know the way
bury me there, behind the rose so they’ll not rile my grave
i’ll not reveal whose name still lost
well their laugh of pain…and their harder smiles…
and their rigid arms…and their evil signs…
longer days and the longer nights
and their longer, and longer still
on each and all those holy nights
where dusters dust becomes the sale and lucifer, the light
lucifer the light
lucifer the light
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