The Turning کے بول

Lurking out of sight Night shall fall and feed my frenzy Beneath an eerie moon A change comes over me Eyes glow by candlelight A face divided in the mirror My psyche ripped by daggers of my alchemy Side by side with myself again As midnight's curse descends on trembling hands Oh, save my soul Losing control when the bell tolls Savage on the prowl In the lamplight's glow nocturnal My breath hangs like ghosts in the evening air This ill effect a vile creation Of my design abomination The madness rages on and on Side by side with myself again As midnight's curse descends on trembling hands Oh, save my soul Losing control when the bell tolls Oh, feed my soul I'm in control when the bell tolls