Psychic Dose - The Clock Strikes Madness | Текст песни

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Skies begin to fade
Dressed in nightshade
One last drop of blood
'Til I find a new one
From this box I stay
To the streets I'll prey
Neon lights aglow
And the crimson flows
The Eternal Game
They all look the same
Getting a High
On the taste of the Night

When the Clock Strikes Madness
Lost in Blackness
Think I'm losing face
Wanna leave this place

'Neath the glass my grave
Soaked in red stains
Again comes the wolf
Yeah, she swallows the sun
The Eternal Game
They all look the same
Getting a High
On the taste of the Night

When the Clock Strikes Madness
Just lock my casket
Just like leather and lace
Wanna bleed your face

I die each night
Thy flesh, be mine
My will, be thine
The taste, Divine
I die each night
Thy will, be mine
Thy fresh, Divine

When the Clock Strikes Madness
I'm lost in Blackness
Think I'm losing face
Wanna leave this place