Indirekt - The taste of blood..
At it´s best I'm a merre shadow being opressed by light,
but I feel blessed at night when im obsessed by life!
..And I´ve never "fitted", I´ve always been displaced,
But now my true self is makin way to show his face.
So now at this rainy day, My ego is breaking space
And as the darkness is closing in I'm gaining strenght.
Just to break out into a dirrange chaos of calm!!
Where I'm facing my call until the breaking of dawn
..Always seeking new ways to satisfy my bloodthirst.
Now.. Being mortal or being me? Tell me what's worst?
I heard a voice... It was blurred in the noise
And so I begun my chase with the erge to destroy!
I´ve got a gift.. You would call "a small deffect",
It's the urge off haunting flesh in my subconsiousness.
And it has gotten you afraid of the dark.. even in daylight
But damn I'm just like you! (Except I like to "taste life")
None of my victims could bare the pain to share my faith
So in silence.. clear and plain.. I could hear them break,
But when i'm alone in my exile even I cry tears of pain!!
..You know me from fairytales as the most feard of names.
So now listen, when walking in shadows.. watch your step,
Or else my teeths might crush your neck..!
"Inte konstigt att horan är fattig när hon jobbar på timlön!"
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