Текст песни Alphaville - Ascension Day
Alphaville - Ascension Day слова песни
These are the days of evil perfectionThis is the world of torture and fameThis is the age of most vicious infectionThese are the times of terror and painLet them inside and they`ll build you a nightmareShow them, you fool, it`ll not be in veinHere is your costume of deepest surrenderThese are the times of terror and painI wanna ride on the crest of sensationI wanna scream in the whirlpools of loveI wanna drown in a climax of thunderI wanna be with the fools in the stormDo what you want and then die when you want toWe`re gonna walk on the blood of the meekWe`re gonna sail through the oceans of wonderWe`re gonna live in the dreams that we seekSend in the parasite clowns on their horsesSend in those idiots and let them advanceSend in the monsters of your own creationSend them all in and give them a chanceWe`re gonna dance to the sweetest of musicWe`re gonna play with the whores in the rainWe`ll dissipate the Lord`s last temptationsAll in the cross-fire of torture and fameI wanna ride on the crest of sensationWe`re gonna live in the dreams that we seekWe`re gonna live in the dreams that we seek