Too much horror business, drivin' late at night Psycho '78, my bathroom is new You, you don't go in the bathroom with me Psycho '78 12 o'clock, don't
A cold night whispering my name Behind the door I find the way out of here I find the way to live She talks to me Whispering my name This need i feel
Left hand power of the pure The world will tremble at our command Left hand power of the lords Builds upon our destiny Destiny, take this land Take this
Hot night, break-neck, oozing into that thing It seethes, it foams, it splits the death of love All the things you hold most dear Gone, and the world
(Cerebrus) Birth is pain (Succubus) Life is pain (Cerebrus) Death is pain (Succubus) Mortals of leveled grace The worlds end fierce We who live are ever
Your life caves in, and I am there Pulling you back from the shoulders down And though you suffer you will be mine I always win I am misery Ohhh I make
There's a baby in a meat slicer On the kitchen table, half done up Quite low, broken Madonna Decaying, cracked on my toilet cover Go, go, go, go There
Mother of mercy Let me crawl on your bathroom floor Mother of mercy Let my will ebb into your house Mother of mercy I haven't done this for such a long
Your pain is nothing dreamed All pain is one Your birth among the mind It leaves such a lesion Do you really want love? Do you really care? You feel
Let the day begin Let the horror start Let the fury swell Let the skies all cry Let the day begin Let the fun begin Let the worlds collide Let the day
When we wake up This World is nothing as it seems When we break up We lose control bizarre insanity And when we cry Just scream for help (but) there
's musk Insatiating full November coming fire Samhain grim, Samhain grim And then it all comes down Samhain grim November coming fire Samhain grim, Samhain
There is a human slaughterhouse Up on the hill, the road is red And those who ignore And those who pretend It does not exist End up in its hall My blood
There's a baby In a meat slicer On the kitchen table, half done up Quite low Broken Madonna Decaying, cracked On my toilet cover Oh oh oh oh! There's
The shift starts, your spine stiffens You break out in a cold, cold sweat Then the muscular convulsions tear at you brain Leaving you snarling and snapping
All alone he could see, he could feel The world turns against him, he?s trying to understand Shadows of the night, Stars looking at my face He?s waiting