Black shapes flying through the western sky No sun, no moon, no stars that shine. Nothingness that reigns down like a plague And casts dismay across the
: Don't touch me now, I never said, That you could see me when I'm dead, Leave me now, admit your fear, There are worse things than death in here, The
So they say they'll set me free If I plead guilty and let it be But I'm not the one who did their crimes So why should I keep taking their jives I'm
Black shapes flying through the western sky No sun, no moon, no stars that shine. Nothingness that reigns down like a plague And casts dismay across
Don't touch me now, I never said, That you could see me when I'm dead, Leave me now, admit your fear, There are worse things than death in here, The