Clockwork Bed — Eldritch

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