Figurative Theater (Die Krupps Remix) Lyrics

In the shallow holes of a thousand eyes
In the knee deep graves of future survivors
The fleshless guests live off children of the past
And their aging fingers cast the shadow of deathTheir razor sharp tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids back
Invasive spectators get into the act
With roses and candles, silver knives andPersona read women dance with priests on a side road
Your vision perspectives are turning to stone
A cabaret slide show starts shooting their loads
Act one is the end and the show now beginsTheir razor sharp tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids back
Invasive spectators get into the act
With roses and candles, silver knives andBreath ballet prancers spin on porcelain backbones
A child's muddled cry turns into hilarity
Ungracious freeloaders leave their dead on a doorstep
Flowers of doom all bloom in prosperityTheir razor sharp tongues invite to relax
As they slip the skin on your eyelids back
Invasive spectators get into the act

With roses and candles, silver knives and spoons
With silver knives and spoonsThe luxuries of past days are the luxuries of our days
The luxuries of past days are the luxuries of our days
Songwriters
Rozz WilliamsPublished by
AMERICAN LESION MUSIC