Testo Surfer King

Behind the red door
An American skin
There is a murder of roses
And in the midnight haze
Come cover me there
Where I am electric nothing

Out on the tide Strangers are
Drowning by
Under eclipse
I wait for your kiss
With the beating and hum of
These idiot hearts

No more evil now
No horror sound
No maniac song from the tyrant
And the surfer king
Will show me everything
In the great green flash of the evening

Out on the tideStrangers, we ride
Smoke in our eyes
Under eclipse
I wait for your kiss
With the beating and hum of
These idiot hearts