Euphoria - Killing Joke

Overcast, the branches bare

The autumn leaves have fallen

I can hear the magpies laugh

I can’t shake this melancholy

And then the cloud breaks

A ray of sunlight — Gloria!

As if a promise

Some strange kind of euphoria

Dark phantoms of the past

Some things are best forgotten

Like Orpheus, don’t look back

The best years are waiting for you

And then the cloud breaks

A ray of sunlight — Gloria!

As if a promise

Some strange kind of euphoria