The Spell from Sugartown Cabaret by Sugartown Cabaret

The switched off countryside
The intimate and gigantic light of the stormy clouds
The door that was jammed is now opening
The first of a hundred thresholds
Eternity is not for us
But then, it looks like it
Dust in abundance
The manor of a serious collector, away for a long time
Shooting anxiety with works
Was not sufficient anymore
All the courteous spell
In the old ancient
Everything's here, all grey
There are handguns
And a bronze statue, where a kneeling man
Is trying to break the spell of a strong door
On a canvas, a dragon invites a fish to dance

On the mantelpiece
The pictures of a man
Charming as those who never smiled
Some say that's me
I don't see how that could be
Variable time extension
Waiting time unknown
Lightning

• Emo
• Hardcore
• Post-Hardcore
• Post-Rock
• Punk
• Rock
• Caen