Clockwork Bed

I laid bare all my charming lies

We played there, tie to another time

We were always ready for the next dive

But this game is straight on a dead end climb

Imagination projecting pictures of the past

My consolation in a handful of seconds

Time won't sponge clean my anger

Future won't wipe my tears

Time won't send me a engel

Lonely soul devoid of love

Shine inside... inside a coated dream

Naked vice in your catching side

I fill the apple, lessem my disease

Seeds of rage will claim the right to cry

Imagination conceived in a silent boredom

From a exploisom, my surrender... your survival!

Time won't sponge clean my anger

Future won't wipe my tears

Time won't send me a engel

Lonely soul devoid of love