Type O Negative 12 Black Rainbows
Idle hands may be the Devil's work Unbridled minds you see are so much worse Too much pity spent and wasting time Irresponsibility no my only crime Obsessive thinking, depressed drinking The person I once was, he's dead Exhume the past this time or be my last This is my final quest to remove my mask Don't be afraid as she pulled down the shade Said there's nothing to fear but the monster is here So just tell me the time, be it quarter of nine Since the sun's gone away, now the creature will play Ice blue eyes follow me everywhere I go Making my heart appear as lead I hate to wish it but I'll tell you though That I'm quite ready cause I'm already dead
