Black House şarkı sözleri

Round the back of the station house of the 4am express Your blood stained clothes glimmered in the moonlight I was cleaning my favourite hatchet and you started to undress These killing fields are just ballrooms of the dark These killing fields are just ballrooms of the heart You've got a winning smile and I've got a silver tongue But what use are faces and verses when the killing's done Hold my hand and we'll start a new life And bury the hatchet and gun These are the people that would only see us erased But we can take all the memories and look fondly back some day You've killed a hundred people, I've killed 62, But I wouldn't mind doing time if I got to spend it with you But I can no longer dwell in this angular hell So I'll roll my bones across the sea You've taken lives about a hundred times So won't you take a life with me