
Date of issue: 26.01.2009
Song language: English
Nocturne |
The greek sword over the head of your bed |
It swings around like a mobilee |
To help you sleep dont be silly |
No sudden movement or youll sleep forever |
Thorn in your eye and an awful smell |
With the early morning sun |
Sleep tight stay quiet |
Dont move dont moan |
Dont toss nor turn |
Nocturne |
This is not a warning were not like that |
It shall only show how far we can go |
You see we could |
But if we would |
It depends on you |
The horses head at the foot of your bed |
Smiles at you like the first smile |
On the first morning but its eyes gaze |
Gone and empty and the sheets and the carpet |
Have sucked his blood and an aful smell |
With the early morning sun |
Sleep tight… |