Empty Streets - Plastique Noir

Crossing the eternal night

Under a blood red sky

Savagery in hallucinated eyes

Wet asphalt reflects a diaphanous shine

Prostitution marginates

The walk of phantoms from the day

On the emptiness of these old ways

Home of survivors in the shade

(in the shade)

Is Life criminal

When we dream awake?

It’s just a madrigal

Dedicated in vain

In the empty streets we don’t have name

And móbiles looks hang from the rainy air

Like bats, spiders, flies and rats

We can see clearly in the darkness

(in the darkness)

Is Life criminal

When we dream awake?

It’s just a madrigal

Dedicated in vain

On the emptiness of these cold days (4x)