Song Lyrics
the ring of a bell
the ring of a bell
Watching in slow motion entering the headless boogeyman, blame it on my imagination
One step too far, forced on the stairway to madness oblivion Insomnia, a growing field of stones and dust as far as i can see
When was the last time that i mess with the unknown one, scared to fall asleep Demons, consuming the flesh of an hero without a thing to prove
as the nightmares are passing by
i rest me awake
The ring of a bell, the truth is twisted by a restless sleep
one step too far
Chased by a murder of crows, the need to wake up each time i close my eyes
The ring of a bell, watching in slow motion entering the headless boogeyman Demons, when was the last time that i mess with the unknown one
An exorcist in the front row, watching in slow motion entering the headless boogeyman
At the bottom of the scale at the mercy of your lies, at the bottom of the scale at the mercy of your lies, no recall of the stories once made to sedate my mind
the ring of a bell
watching in slow motion entering the headless boogeyman
To fight or to kill ain t got no power no more, watching in slow motion entering the headless boogeyman
As the nightmares are passing by, i ended up waiting thru deserts which all look the same Gutter, to fight or to kill ain t got no power no more
The need to wake up each time i close my eyes, consuming the flesh of an hero without a thing to prove, insomnia is bringing back the shadows that i ve left behind
Will i find someone else on this island of shame, i rest me awake, i ended up waiting thru deserts which all look the same
An exorcist in the front row, i ended up waiting thru deserts which all look the same
The ground is shaking, consuming the flesh of an hero without a thing to prove, forced on the stairway to madness oblivion
i ended up waiting thru deserts which all look the same
Scared to fall asleep, as the nightmares are passing by, insomnia is bringing back the shadows that i ve left behind
The truth is twisted by a restless sleep, consuming the flesh of an hero without a thing to prove
As the nightmares are passing by, an exorcist in the front row
to fight or to kill ain t got no power no more
Distorted confusion going up and down my spine, the need to wake up each time i close my eyes