Testo Outside

Gazing, pale black eyes Longing, to see them Bleed for his needs and cry for their lost lifes He's telling us all but we're cold and small I can't feel. I'm just bored and out of reach Life is our only world I'm watching the wicked play outside Life is our only world I'm watching the wicked play outside We will hide the reasons come close And die with empty eyes he will Kill your sweet dreams stragle your whole world He's growing inside, under blackend skies I can't feel I'm tired and I don't care. Fill me some more, I'm waiting for your blood He's telling us all but we're cold and small I can't feel I've seen in all before