Testo End Of The Night

working clothes are getting colourfuldirt gets less noticablegrey facades of stone shimmering in lusteven the food is likebalewe´ve got the lord to care for ushe blinds our eyesin spite of it we fallcoming at full speedour aim is to curse creationthis is us waitingfor revenge'cause of the eating of the applepain for konwledgeI´m looking for what everybody is looking forthe wide glare of the daywe won´t find under the roofs of our hellmy lies are lies clear like those of a childthat doesn´t want to tell grey from greyI feel like a vandal without morals out in the darkand I don´t want to end it in a womans armsthere are causes for everythingwe love the morning and the unknowing betrayalno heights under the rainbowno excuses for fascinationthe faller falls the faller fallsthrough the empty hours of his lost obsessiongestures of our lust go with the waking of the dayat the end of a night