Saint Of Killers – Damn Laser Vampires – letras

A Ray of light on your memorywill show youYou’re not the kind of creaturethey think you areWhen you pass throughsome darknessYou leave youth behind youLike a serpent gets ridof its barkDown with joy under consentof natureUp with your duties,no more time for cold feetThere’s no other truthbut your ownYou’re full of anirrational ache to beThe haunting that ridesthe twilightThe whispering undead spitfireSomething moretruthfully heartlessThan people’s half-lifeemptinessAnd if one day a new chanceyou receiveThen you could waste itjust the way they did