Razor's edge deep is your sight
Woman in black tell me why?
People's life is a real slight,
Full of displeasure and fights.
Wich of the water with long braids
Protectress of human's existence
Give me the power in this empty place
With no fantasy or life.
Go, please take me away
And forget my real name!
Go, now! Give me your blood
Get on high above!
Go, please take me away
And forget my real name!
Go, now! Give me your blood
Get on high above!
Running in the moonlight,
Dancing into the rain
Riding my black horse between the flames of my hell...
The blade of justice is broken
Your destiny's in my hands
Open your eyes and remember my pride,
please your lord!
Living in a black dream,
singing into the pain,
falling into darkness between the lies of my hell...
The blade of justice is broken
Your destiny's in my hands
Open your eyes and remember my pride,
please your lord!
Walk on the edge, hold on tight
Woman in dark, ruling the night
Hold back all of your stones
You cut me like a knife.
Never again as long as I live
In this life no more to give,
fearless evil feels like a lie,
leave me alone or I'll die!
Go, please take me away
And forget my real name!
Go, now! Give me your blood
Get on high above!
Go, please take me away
And forget my real name!
Go, now! Give me your blood
Get on high above!
Running in the moonlight,
Dancing into the rain
Riding my black horse between the flames of my hell...
The blade of justice is broken
Your destiny's in my hands
Open your eyes and remember my pride,
please your lord!
Living in a black dream,
singing into the pain,
falling into darkness between the lies of my hell...
The blade of justice is broken
Your destiny's in my hands
Open your eyes and remember my pride,
please your lord!"Why is the world so creepy?" she asked
after a car full of haircuts drove past
a backseat full of 'the boys'
I told her that 'It isn't...
that...that it's exquisite
but like love, it has it's barbarous threats
still in spite of the cads
and the stoop-shouldered teens
I know I'm losing you
I know what that means, yea
I told her that it isn't
that it's real exquisite
but like love, it can have it's
stubbed-toe effects
and juts like after she heard
the word 'iridescent'
and everything was iridescent for awhile,
it wasn't long
before she exhalted out of nowhere,
'Isn't this exquisite?'
Once you've said 'mmm' in unison
and 'oh' in double surprise
and shared relief with a mutual 'phew'
and a look in each others' eyes
I tell her that is isn't
insisted that it isn't
because like love
it has too-cunning effects
I told her that it isn't
that it's just exquisite
because like love it has
it's barborous threats
'Why is the world so creepy?' she asked
after a car full of haircuts drove past
a backseat full of the boys
breaking glass
throwing off glass.