Cesare said it's no joy to be undead, walking around in clothes that don't fit shadows painted on a wall and I'm the biggest fool of all / giving everything for a taste of eternity
Cesare said there's a cabinet for my bed; the shame of my desire holds the key secret lives, butcher knives; a word of warning to the wise: beware of what you wish for if what you wish is me
I feel nothing; call me cold in a trance I'm dancing on your grave
Killing time; memory unwind I sleepwalk through the darkness and the day dream revenge without an end; go to hell and back again nothing ever changes and nothing stays the same
I feel nothing; locked away in a trance I'm dancing on your grave
If I could get to the other side and stay there I'd be fine
