
Date of issue: 15.11.1999
Song language: English
Killing Game |
Fallen angel head crashes dead out of control |
Lost memories staircase twists |
Darker rooms lit with left out toys |
After playing mean changes toys into tools |
Twisted playthings on the staircase fools |
Fools weapons represents the killing game |
Who taught the killing game |
Who taught the killing game |
Awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tap tap temple door |
Locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to go Quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds |
Blinds closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary |
Padded walls not quiet storm’s fury burnt out killing time |
Who taught the killing game |
Time’s taught the killing game herself |
No I taught the killing game first |
Passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide |
No one view window |
Pushing faces through shards cold glass poke bloody holes exposed |
I taught the killing game first |
I taught the killing game first |
Tongue lash spewing red tortured animals wake up time |
Beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden |
Strange no stronger feeling |
Tempting motion slows to a crawl |
Places his own foot in its own trap |
Let go the springs snap shut |
Crazy sharper teeth giving in to the jaws of death |
I taught the killing game |
I taught the killing game first |
I taught I taught I taught the game first |