Sneaky Bat Machine Exhume
As the cloud comes down and the dead rise up
And the bats on the right
Your time is up
You're feeling down
This'll pick you up
Drink deep this wine from a mortal cup
Lover's deceased
The dance macabre
A fetish breaths on your funeral garb
The rain comes down
Your soul flies free on this midnight
Make love to me
I'll never leave you again
I'll never let you leave again
Love me
As time moves on
We grow apart
You can try to run
But you won't get far
I'm in your mind
I'm in your soul
Like a bat without a cave
You are not whole
The cutting rain runs down your spine
Your head will spin like you're drunk on wine
The touch of skin
The taste of sweat
A lust for blood you're gettng wet love me
