It's five o' clock in the morning
and my room is totally quiet
except for the branches
banging at my window
and the rhytmic beating
of my heart
I'm tied to a chair
staring at the clock...
two hours till sunrise
Too scared to close my eyes
too scared to fall asleep
my dreams are being plagued
by the same nightmared
I can hear the heavy footsteps
growing steadily closer
the pounding at the door
they've finally come...
two hours 'till sunrise
Crying out
calling me back into the night
taking me back to the life that
should be mine
of a l*** never satisfied
the blood scent is strong
the craving so old
to taste the state
of flesh ripped off
the bone
and my room is totally quiet
except for the branches
banging at my window
and the rhytmic beating
of my heart
I'm tied to a chair
staring at the clock...
two hours till sunrise
Too scared to close my eyes
too scared to fall asleep
my dreams are being plagued
by the same nightmared
I can hear the heavy footsteps
growing steadily closer
the pounding at the door
they've finally come...
two hours 'till sunrise
Crying out
calling me back into the night
taking me back to the life that
should be mine
of a l*** never satisfied
the blood scent is strong
the craving so old
to taste the state
of flesh ripped off
the bone