The Christ - Kirlian Camera

Along those ways in the sky of November

Marching souls that I cannot recall

Lost in the cold of this eternal curtain

Raising memories so far from the end

Laying in the silence that lives all around me

I call your name against the wall of this pain

And if it’s true that the children are playin' out

It’s really true I don’t know what I’m doing

In this old place

In the winter of heaven

I’ve lost all the things that have broken my dreams

And if the angels are burning their wings here

I’ve lost the words to whisper them my love

In those deserts of ice, steel and iron

Under the rain that never stops falling

I know, the treasures and jewels are buried

Under this rain that cleans the marks of the slaves

Don’t tell me I’m dreaming 'cos I know what’s happening

While all the flowers are praying to despair

To catch their lives in the silence of love

There’s no more time, no more place to resist

In this old place in the winter of heaven…

There’s no more time for us

There’s no more place to resist

Only our hearts to embrace all these ruins

And give them to the light as the final sweet gift

In this old place in the winter of heaven…

There’s no more time, there’s no more place to resist

In this old place in the winter of heaven…