Lurking Around

Mad man I am, skin over bone, dirt on the wind
Tight to a poll, knowing the roll, your blood on a tost
Known by the rage, out of the cage, burning the wire
Waching the bubbles, deep in the mud, killing with fire

Dark is the night, the night is so dark, quiet and misterious
Black is the light, night is so wild, is cold and delirious
Murky is the water, sweet is the wind, lake of the spheres
Lurking beneath, surprise and reward, flooded by fear
Instrumental
A sinner believes that there is no life and there's no death
Hidden in shadows, watching and waiting for the turn on the path
Life has become ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Nothing is real, the pain that I feel and no one to be trusted

Danger on the verge of the endless abyss, willing to fly
The fall is too deep, the words that I speak,
There's no tears to cry out

Evil was born, on the moon and the sun, on the white and the dark
The rage is so deep, on the water beneath, hell is too high to see

I'm lurking around
I'm lurking around, the reason is you, and the sun is the rain
Black is the night