paroles de chanson Agents of Noir - Agiris
                                                    I 
                                                steal 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Better 
                                                than 
                                                the 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                I'm 
                                                warning 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                ghost 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                body
 
                                    
                                
                                                Timid 
                                                and 
                                                webby
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flaunts 
                                                its 
                                                complexion 
                                                through 
                                                green 
                                                lit 
                                                pavements
 
                                    
                                
                                                Agents 
                                                of 
                                                noir, 
                                                our 
                                                shadow 
                                                soirée
 
                                    
                                
                                                Invited 
                                                with 
                                                garments 
                                                made 
                                                only 
                                                of 
                                                shade
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                my 
                                                head 
                                                tilts 
                                                back 
                                                and 
                                                black 
                                                pours 
                                                down 
                                                my 
                                                neck
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hold 
                                                the 
                                                thoughts 
                                                of 
                                                day 
                                                towards 
                                                flames 
                                                that 
                                                seek 
                                                to 
                                                wreck
 
                                    
                                
                                                Inspectors 
                                                do 
                                                their 
                                                best 
                                                but 
                                                can't 
                                                identify 
                                                my 
                                                movements
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                glint 
                                                inside 
                                                their 
                                                eyes 
                                                will 
                                                only 
                                                pride 
                                                them 
                                                with 
                                                delusions
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                my 
                                                fusion 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                faded 
                                                is 
                                                invaded 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                physical
 
                                    
                                
                                                Night, 
                                                as 
                                                my 
                                                religion, 
                                                makes 
                                                me 
                                                foreign 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                visible
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                death 
                                                of 
                                                day, 
                                                as 
                                                evening 
                                                slips
 
                                    
                                
                                                Solar 
                                                core 
                                                at 
                                                my 
                                                finger 
                                                tips
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                sombre 
                                                mind 
                                                eschews 
                                                the 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                chase 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                and 
                                                paint 
                                                it 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                serenade, 
                                                the 
                                                darkness 
                                                sings
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                dance 
                                                among 
                                                nocturnal 
                                                kings
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                wander 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                truthful 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                gorge 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                let 
                                                the 
                                                icy 
                                                sun 
                                                melt 
                                                all 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                into 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                break 
                                                the 
                                                silence, 
                                                incite 
                                                the 
                                                violence 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                executioner
 
                                    
                                
                                                Elocution 
                                                lessons 
                                                taught 
                                                me 
                                                how 
                                                to 
                                                groan
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                speak, 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                snake, 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                whisper, 
                                                murmur, 
                                                simmer, 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                sound 
                                                of 
                                                diamonds 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                mix 
                                                you 
                                                into 
                                                anything 
                                                you 
                                                want
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                elixir 
                                                writes 
                                                    a 
                                                font 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                finest 
                                                calligraphy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ink 
                                                black 
                                                aphrodisiac 
                                                    a 
                                                stimulated 
                                                tyranny
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                me 
                                                breathe 
                                                the 
                                                venom 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                realm 
                                                of 
                                                desire
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                respire 
                                                more 
                                                with 
                                                every 
                                                open 
                                                liar
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                comprehension 
                                                senses 
                                                my 
                                                sense 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                predator
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                get 
                                                it 
                                                ya 
                                                don't 
                                                get 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                mean
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                death 
                                                of 
                                                day, 
                                                as 
                                                evening 
                                                slips
 
                                    
                                
                                                Solar 
                                                core 
                                                at 
                                                my 
                                                finger 
                                                tips
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                sombre 
                                                mind 
                                                eschews 
                                                the 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                chase 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                and 
                                                paint 
                                                it 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                serenade, 
                                                the 
                                                darkness 
                                                sings
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                dance 
                                                among 
                                                nocturnal 
                                                kings
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                wander 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                truthful 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                gorge 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                 
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