Secret Stones by Totem Of The Heart Lyrics

Film noir
And black film
Burnt out LA motels
And Wolf racing cars
That try to score or seek a den,
With their scintillating eyes briefly flashing
On the Southern-Californian beaches

Blood on the rise;
The cackling culture,
It's fiery tantrums
Combusting, abruptly all the hollow lights
Only to leave out shattered orbs,
For future vibes and undertones