Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Television flickers all thru my nights
Bathing me in its omniscient light
Smothering my brain in its icy drone
It shows me things that I've never known
Beauty queens dance before my eyes
While teenage whores offer their surprise
An endless parade of decadence and sin
Transfixed I smile a hungry grin
Out in the night, out in the rain
There is no love, there is no pain
Only dark skeletons flow in my sight
Only my wraith walks on my right
Sometimes a young girl strays too near
With pretty eyes filled with sex and fear
She'll walk with me and make no sound
While brilliant blood flows to the ground
Television flickers on thru my nights
BUrying me in its omniscient light
Shrouding my brain in cold blue mist
It shows me things that can't exist
Everything around me seems so cold
There are no memories for me to hold
I feel only ice forming in my head
I close my eyes and turn to red
---------------------------------------------------
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
Eric Wincentsen
267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu
Glendale Community College,
Glendale, Arizona
"Give me ten wheels for Jesus!"
-Elvis Hitler
+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-
Television flickers all thru my nights Bathing me in its omniscient light Smothering my brain in its icy drone It shows me things that I've never known Beauty queens dance before my eyes While teenage whores offer their surprise An endless parade of decadence and sin Transfixed I smile a hungry grin Out in the night, out in the rain There is no love, there is no pain Only dark skeletons flow in my sight Only my wraith walks on my right Sometimes a young girl strays too near With pretty eyes filled with sex and fear She'll walk with me and make no sound While brilliant blood flows to the ground Television flickers on thru my nights BUrying me in its omniscient light Shrouding my brain in cold blue mist It shows me things that can't exist Everything around me seems so cold There are no memories for me to hold I feel only ice forming in my head I close my eyes and turn to red --------------------------------------------------- -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ Eric Wincentsen 267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu Glendale Community College, Glendale, Arizona "Give me ten wheels for Jesus!" -Elvis Hitler +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-
RELATED SONGS
RELATED ARTICLES
- Theatre Of Pain by Blind Guardian, Bl5
- Figurative Theatre by Christian Death, Ch15
- Theatre Of The Macabre by Blood Duster, Bl11
- Armchair Theatre by Clark Anne, Cl5
- Theatre by Gatsby's American D, Ga4
- Theatre of The Absurd by Ian Hunter, Ia1
- Operating Theatre by Impaled, Im1
- Theatre Of Operations by Impaled, Im1
- Theatre Of Robots by Lovehatehero, Lo6
- The Theatre by Pet Shop Boys, Pe5