In the shade of the cathedral
In the trance you were in
A strange girl waves you in to the black corridor
In a field of withered flowers
The perfume, the unknown
Hardly ever talk, take a silent walk
In the (?)
Into the static
When the white electric shock
Is going through me
I take the living hand to the slab
Image flashing on and off
The skull on the silver screen
The negative attraction
Where we meet in the whirl
forced–
Into the static
(into the static)
Into the static
(into the static)
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