The dead of night's here    and I know I shouldn't be here but   the night is hot and   I'm drinking to the end   two saviours come to take me from this place   to soothe the burning in my    throat and upon my face   I shouldn't give my self away   in this state of mind   I find myself begin to drift away   after one look in her eyes      the dead of night   the dead of night      Face on the cold glass    of a window of a taxi cab   I watch the street lights   deliver me to   a new place   where I can burn and then fulfill my dark desire   my dark desire   encompasses my vision   i've been struck by a new taste of something sinister   and cruel   gripped by   instinctual urge to save my life   from this dust I will not rise   this time      the dead of night   the dead of night      and what I saw   eyes staring at me through the dust   and what I saw   light blurring colours into visions   I've seen enough, seen enough, seen enough   hiding in shadows from these wicked vindications   I said enough, said enough, said enough   just what i saw   make it stop, make it stop, make stop   and what i saw   I said enough, said enough, said enough   this time      the dead of night's here   and I know I shouldn't be here but   the night is cold now   don't think I see an end      the dead of night's here   and I know I shouldn't be here but   the night is cold now   I'm searching for an end         the dead of night's here   and I know I shouldn't be here but   the night is cold now   don't think I see an end         the dead of night's here   and I know I shouldn't be here but   the night is cold now   cold now