Absinthe Noir is Dead

Absinthe Noir

there is a soundclip on the audio page and at the new page so check that out if you don't know or remember how we sounded.......

I'll try to avoid narcissism....here's how it went, sort of-

Two arise beneath their eyes
A summer set ticking to destroy
fifty feet of madness to rethink
So I got in the car and sped away
Lines between the lines unsung
You knew them all once by heart
Slaves are made on bitter dreams
Lives are lost in hot dead air
Blue beneath it all
in everything we do
Small female shadows like buzzards
Picking at the fat
She fails the heart so clear
She'll close you like a fist
You'll fail and I'll fall
and we'll wish it'd never turned around
"So is this the way that things are to be?"
Okay, okay goodbye

THE END

I'd like to thank.....