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Prize Fighter Inferno, The - Who Watches The Watchmen? lyrics
Theres a light
in the shed
that should help you find your way,
And through this door
you deserve
a beating through the Machine.
And little did you once know
in the race for the telephone,
In the dark
they have watched us
from here beyond the grave,
To bare the marks
of His work
are the Watchmen of our ways,
That which we feels untrue,
if its me then it isnt you.
Lay down, relax, come on, how?
What you thought once was yours is ours now.
Stay with me to guide this dream,
Before they bury me,
I'll be waiting up all night for you.
In a nightmare that was made for me,
In the call,
of her screams
should we leave and let them be,
Is her life worth
as much
as we once wished to believe?
So is it or isnt so
am I dead now here in the snow.
In the foul
of their play
will then justice be engraved?
To bare the walk
on the way
to the killer and his blade.
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So is it or isnt so
am I dead now here in the snow.
Lay down, relax, come on, how?
What you thought once was yours is ours now.
Stay with me to guide this dream,
Before they bury me,
I'll be waiting up all night for you.
In a nightmare that was made for me
That which we feels untrue,
if its me then it isnt you.
Lay down, relax, come on, how?
What you thought once was yours is now ours.
Stay with me to guide this dream,
Before they bury me,
I'll be waiting up all night for you.
In a nightmare that was made for me,
In the call,
of her screams
should we leave and let them be,
Is her life worth
as much
as we once wished to believe?
So is it or isnt so
am I dead now here in the snow.
In the foul
of their play
will then justice be engraved?
To bare the walk
on the way
to the killer and his blade.
So is it or isnt so
am I dead now here in the snow.
Lay down, relax, come on, how?
What you thought once was yours is now ours.
Stay with me to guide this dream,
Before they bury me,
I'll be waiting up all night for you.
In a nightmare that was made for me,