Cigarette Songtext
von Beyond Dawn

There′s a cold, constant neon flicker
Filled with an odour of decline and sour liqour
Where bodies intertwine and spirits linger
I suck the blood of a left hand finger
And with it I release my self-esteem
A reason to redeem
I'm a failure - I′m unclean

There's not an action I regret
I light another cigarette

And through the smoke, I feel the scent
Of something far beyond an incident
A lecture for the trivial
Artistic, not theatrical
And she moves just like an erotic cabarét
Leaving the lust for both happiness and dismay
The softest lips, gold gracious fingertips
As she moves, I watch her hips
This is chaos, this is karma
Coming down into a drama


This is what I feed on - I won't forget
I light another cigarette

We inhale the honey gently
Planning a smooth and thoughtful re-entry
A first world war documentary
With a touch of the twentyfirst century
Two calculative wannabes
Running dry on energy
With poison floating through their veins
Superficial intolerance
Four blurred eyes taken leave of sense
Intoxicated, in pains
Confronting, colliding, exploding
As if our lives would end this very day
With lethal words that sting and say
I′ve seen it all
I′ll take anything, come what may
Given the world into my hands
There's something I wouldn′t miss
The fruit of an evening like this
The reuniting kiss


Take aim, fire - this is what you get
We light another cigarette