Testo Midnight Militia - Creeper

Midnight Militia

I had a dream last night
I was in a field at dusk
The stars hung above my head
Like convicted felons already dead
Time stood still for me
Under the midnight militia
If I closed my eyes
I might’ve almost felt human
I was caught up in the pageantry of the night
Dreaming of resurrection
Dreaming of you
Of angels and devils
Of your voice from afar
Speaking «Wake up, wake up
Return to me
My American noir…»