ALPHAVILLE

ALPHAVILLE - SIRENS lyrics

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when the sirens sing again...

he is sitting on a hill

a vapid night is crawling through the vale

the trees are fangs of transiency

the demons forge hammers and nails

when the sirens sing again...

he will travel all the ways

that lead to the unknown lands

time has distorted his view

an amen in his due

when the sirens sing again...

diamond/1989

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