Moonflower Songtext
von Ilsa

Chainsmoker, moonflower
Mary′s milk in the morning hour
Red hibiscus, absinthe
Rotten tooth, wooden breath
Swollen tongue, foul mood
Lousy head, stomach screams truth
Nothing had ever been mine
Nothing had ever been mine
Your face, Pharaoh, like any woman's
Inert by nature, but now human
Crimes of passion, betrayal by clever ambition
Alimony, pure pheromone


Subdive, the inner dive
Mary′s flowers bloom well
But air and coming kind
When coppers do words that rhyme
Cares something all the same?
Jesus Christ, Lucifer
They differ but in name
Chainsmoker, moonflower
Padded silk in the twilight hour
Cattle stomping out in the night
When the moonflower blooms at its height
When the moonflower blooms