BURNING BLACK - YOUR SKIN IS FIRE

BURNING BLACK release the first single ’Your Skin Is Fire’, taken from the new album ’Resilience Of A Broken Heart’ BURNING BLACK: Vocals: Massimo De Nardi Guitars: Amedeo Sansonetto Guitars: Andrea Tiengo Bass: Nikk Damian Drums: Nicolò De Nardi Music and lyrics by Massimo De Nardi Produced, Engineered and Mixed by: Massimo De Nardi @ Lüv Distortion Studio Mastered by: Mika Jussila @ Finnvox Studios YOUR SKIN IS FIRE You play with me, you’ll not regret and be wathever you want And play with me, don’t pretend to be someone else, wear your mask! Tomorrow you’ll wake up exhausted, what if we never get up again? We float above the universe…of sin, you have to pay the world out there. I can’t wait for you on this bed Came here and try to dream with me tonight Something is growing in my heart I am the darkness of your soul Taking your hand you cannot breath, your skin is fire (in hell) You have to do and you have to play I can give all you dreamt I realize your wishes now, I materialize your private secrets and you have not to pay. Till bleed tomorrow we’ll reach the limit everytime and then Our naked bodies’ll sweat, the sense of sin and here we will burn in the fire. With no doors and without walls No one can stop your moans tonight Something is growing in my heart I am the darkness of your soul Taking your hand you cannot breath, your skin is fire (in hell) Something is growing in my heart I am the darkness of your soul Taking your hand you cannot breath, your skin is fire (in hell) A crimson dawn finds me awake While you are still sleeping only with your skin, the only dress and the perfume of sin. I cannot stay another night, you know, I am an angel but from hell I fall. Another night, every night, your skin is fire. Something is growing in my heart I am the darkness of your soul Taking your hand you cannot breath, your skin is fire (in hell) Something is growing in my heart I am the darkness of your soul Taking your hand you cannot breath, your skin is fire (in hell)
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