Anachronic Party
 
Lyrics: Jean-Philippe Boin, Lunattack, Lone Kent
Composition: Bruno Joly, Olivier Carpentier, Jean-Philippe Boin, Lunattack
 
Burning skin protecting the door
Lily white linen or clouds?
Being the enemy of the enemy 
Is no shame -
Bring me the cutting heat
Gauze of tissue -
Vortex spirals spiderweb weaved as tight as silk 
I woke up dead -
Lemon green leaves shaking dancing in the eye
Wooden stairs sounding broken. crickets.
How small can a child be to fit in a box
Waves, salty dark blue munching swallowing no grip, no grip
He is terribly afraid of dying
Because he hasn't yet lived
Who is the night watch
That guards the cemetery?
Apricot skin and hair,
Sparkles of mother spots on the mask.
Knock knock
Who are you inside?
 
Familiar ghosts, my deadly hour
Sustain the spell this devil power 
Dreams of life, they come and go.
 
Heroes I watch with dread and fear
These lost souls hunting the night  
My heart bleeds, I'm naming them
  
Far from the shore, island of ages
Blow me the secret, fire and ash
Magnetic eyes, sharper than blades
 
Fiber and cell, they spread the cold 
Close up their arms, and let me down 
Drag me to ruin, rubble and stone
 
Marry my soul, fickle flames
Lips without voice, a bitter shame
Heavy dark sky, at winter's gate
 
At inner depths, river of pain
They follow forever in my flesh
The very last breath was their anger
 
Familiar ghosts, my deadly hour
Sustain the spell this devil power 
Dreams of life, they come and go.