Cold Blue Steel — Novembre

I drown in the sound In a sterile atmosphere Down below the noise sphere In sterile cold blue steel Lifeless in time

A caress of cold, a caress of cold The caress of a cold blue light lamp

Solo: Massimiliano

The stars ain't shining now In this artificial sky with electro-psychic storms Where aseptic stillness is

I look for your hand somehow But you cannot reach me here now This mental-nowhere has closed its doors Where life gives way to crying steel