CURTAINS OF TOMORROW

Crawling up and down your spine (taking it by surprise)
Cold Suet dripping behind 
There's a shadow spying on us
An ancient enemy, a rage of a kiss, a breeze of Tease
a creature with cold lips

She can hold a man
Taking him by his hand
In an hypnotic dream, of a wild beast scene
She can hold a man
Taking him by his hand
In a fever dream, in a fever dream 

Her arrival was smooth
Another day of duty
The sweet death grace, the gloom fades away.
She is cold, pale a beauty

You bite me with your kisses, 
I trick you with my show
it never felt right! it never felt right!  
Neither fast or slow

She can hold a man
Taking him by his hand
In an hypnotic dream, of a wild beast scene
She can hold a man
Taking him by his hand
In a fever dream, in a fever dream 


Disturbed minds, drawing horizontal lines 
Images of dust and death stars 
In the twilight zone, I have broken all my bones
When diving down the skies 

She can hold a man
Taking him by his hand
In an hypnotic dream, of a wild beast scene
She can hold a man
Taking him by his hand
In a fever dream, in a fever dream