Clockwork Bed کے بول

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