Sanoja: Venus. The Man Who Was Already Dead. In A Long Moan.

I left the corpses far behind and I escaped
A distant voice reminds me how
Desire fades

In a long, in a long, in a long moan

Those bodies buried in the sand
In bloodstained clothes
Were whithering hand in hand
Like a faded rose

In a long, in a long
In a long, long night-gown
In a long slow-down
In a long, long night-gown
In a long moan

I left a dead soul far behind and I ran further
Still this morning I think time
Can bring about murder

I saw those empty shadows bend
But I won't slump down
The battle made me loose [?] a friend
But I keep on walking

In a long, in a long
In a long, long night-gown
In a long slow-down
In a long, long night-gown
In a long moan

In a long, long night-gown
In a long slow-down
In a long, long night-gown
In a long moan

I left the corpses far behind and I escaped
A distant voice reminds me how
Desire fades

I left them far behind and they still scream
And you remind me how
Desire is