Cesare said it's no joy to be undead, walking around in clothes that don't fit Shadows painted on a wall and I'm the biggest fool of all / Giving everything for a taste of eternity
Cesare said there's a cabinet for my bed the shame of my desire holds the key secret lives, butcher knives a word of warning to the wise: Beware of what you wish for if what you wish is me
I feel nothing call me cold In a trance I'm dancing on your grave
Killing time memory unwind I sleepwalk through the darkness and the day Dream revenge without an end go to hell and back again nothing Ever changes and nothing stays the same
I feel nothing locked away In a trance I'm dancing on your grave
If I could get to the other side and stay there I'd be fine
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