Cat-people of the virtual roofs

Fighting colours on the dancefloor,
This is really how it was,
Violet, yellow, green and purple
Painting on your grinning soul.

Mix your water with red roses,
Drink and lay yourself on beat.
Riff is calling you for nonsense,
That's the night to feel to free!

We are cat-people,
Masters of the roofs -
No brain, no flesh,
Just senses
For groove life
In virtual zoo.

Shake it, shake it, shake it off,
Human cover of your soul.
Make a hair-do, sharpen claws,
Let all systems overload.

Twist with devil, sway with God,
As the time is passing through.
When next age will come to dawn,
Win would go to me and you.

As we are cat-people,
Creatures of the night -
Black skin, white heart
And pure love
For a free life.