There's a line There's a line getting crossed Getting crossed really often And sometimes that's fine And sometimes that's sick And sometimes death gets dressed fancier than a little boy
Set for unspeakable frights Draped in dark delights Twisted reverence Rise to unthinkable heights Feed this crazed abyss Twisted elegance
Dressed in madness Sheer awareness
Set for unspeakable frights Draped in dark delights Twisted reverence Rise to unthinkable heights Feed this crazed abyss Twisted elegance
Did you see my clothes? To keep them clean would betry my rats in the cage But to drench them im madness... is something my grey little friends would approve
Dressed in madness Sheer awareness
Step inside the fragments of eternity Without regrets without compassion Fade the beams of disgusting compromise Zero the restraint in the shivering dream timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
