Lletres: Ettison Clio. L'ange Bleu.

The lifting fog
the clicking of heels on the pavement
perfect setting of green and red
for our blue angel to shine somehow
everything's alright
the cinematic system that we know
she'll skew authentic
but how would rather go to dull indulgence
when we could have the glow
and so it goes
the mood saturates
a city awakes to the solace of her raven eyes
the record's skipping
a voice proclaiming guilt of love
the only faultless crime
move in closer
the cinematic system that we know
she'll skew authentic
but who would rather go to dull indulgence
when we could have the glow
and so it goes
the cinematic system that we know
she'll skew authentic
but who would rather go to dull indulgence
when we could have the glow
and so it goes