A Tortured Soul Not Tonight
The world is full of anger
Where no one is safe, and nothing is pure
The after life is much stranger
It’s what you conceive in your mind
We live our lives full of danger
From who knows who, someone you’ll see
You think you’re safe you’re pretending
That every thing’s alright
But not tonight
Your life described enchanted
The people you know, the fact that you bleed
Addiction to death your habit
Your victims you pass on the street
The rituals you’ve recited
Dressed for the kill, my god what a thrill
You think you’re safe in pretending
Their dead eyes haunt you still
