: Standing cornered, my back against the wall The knife against my throat With white knuckles and blood on my teeth I am going to war Speed on Speed
: When you're burning with fever in the dead of the night When the lights are out and the moon is bright When you're soaked in sweat and you wake up
: I like to tear the wings off flies and watch them crawl around Sometimes it takes so little to feel so alive As far as I'm concerned religion is for
: I recognize those eyes from somewhere before Now it freaks me out the way they stare Broke all my mirrors 'cause I couldn't stand that gaze Then glued
: Back in 1692 The year of the Black Witch Samuel Paris points a crooked finger At the witch and proclaims By these means the Devil is Among us The
: Sticks and stones may break your bones But words will never hurt you What a lie Electrocute a thousand Mansons In the chair Evil never dies I'm hiding
: Slithering, sliding Outside your bedroom door Something is creeping It's seeking to devour Don't be afraid of the dark You need just to close your
: Reaching out for imaginary hands Chasing shadows that I call friends I don't know where to turn my head Here I stand at the gallows end Vultures coming
: Hello my friend, It's me again Reckon you remember me Nice to meet you, nice to eat you Nice surprise, where have you been? Like a re-occurring dream
: Let's open up the door to my secret chamber And care to take a look if you only dare There is something hiding in the dark I keep falling down - But
: I'm losing my mind, the hunger inside Is tearing me apart I'm a bottomless pit, no matter how much I always crave for more It's almost there within
Reaching out for imaginary hands Chasing shadows that I call friends I don't know where to turn my head Here I stand at the gallows end Vultures coming
I like to tear the wings off flies and watch them crawl around Sometimes it takes so little to feel so alive As far as I'm concerned religion is for
Sticks and stones may break your bones But words will never hurt you What a lie Electrocute a thousand Mansons In the chair Evil never dies I'm hiding
Back in 1692 The year of the Black Witch Samuel Paris points a crooked finger At the witch and proclaims By these means the Devil is Among us The fires
I recognize those eyes from somewhere before Now it freaks me out the way they stare Broke all my mirrors 'cause I couldn't stand that gaze Then glued
Slithering, sliding Outside your bedroom door Something is creeping It's seeking to devour Don't be afraid of the dark You need just to close your eyes
Let's open up the door to my secret chamber And care to take a look if you only dare There is something hiding in the dark I keep falling down - But
