Testo Cold Breath '79 Gus Gus
The smoke is white and it's cold,
and it snows on my face.
The sky is frozen,
without a motion, we kill them.
Tell me how much you can hate,
who can we humiliate?
You know it's true that we have
all got the poison.
I wash the blood off my hands,
after you leave me.
I wash the blood off my feet,
after you leave me.
Your chest, your breast
has melted my face.
The smile is frozen,
without a motion, we kill them.
Tell me how much you can hate,
who can we humiliate?
You know it's true that...