Huddled in doorways we watch you pass Our senses sharp as shattered glass We watch you strut by, we watch you stroll Hunger and lust barely in control. Wearing past glories like a blood-red cape - Who to kill? And who to rape? We hear your heartbeat, wait for the scream Fuelled by blood. And Methedrine. Deep in the shadows we watch, we wait - Watch you love. Or masturbate! We feel your pulse; we smell your fears Drink your joy and taste your tears. All around us, steel and chrome... In the darkness we make our home Life around us ebbs and flows Burning brightly, the Hunger glows. We watch you stumble, we see you fall While we lurk outside it all Herding you like a dog herds sheep - Which to cull, and which to keep? Your pale, taut necks our redemption, Our pale, gaunt faces your reflection. Deep we burrow, deep we hide: Through the aeons we abide Unalive, yet not truly gone... Through the ages, on and on.
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The
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GYPSY PETE
Dead
Boys and Frozen Girls
Kurtly
Speaking
My
Lady's Eyes
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