Текст песни
He s out there waiting, slip through the gate, you never see the tunnel
Steal the dreams from their minds, what is real, tear down the image of youth all around
he s waiting for you
you got to find a way
Steal the dreams from their minds, you never see the tunnel
He s waiting for you, you got to find a way
It s nothing more than your mind can conceive, a bloody bastard son Metal, you think it s all just for fun
The psycho is ready to kill, rip open the belly of death
Tear down the image of youth all around, party and you ll die, you got to find a way
party and you ll die
You ve been warned not to set foot after dark, you can t seem to get it right
steal the dreams from their minds
Steal the dreams from their minds, all their lies, and you ll be
he s waiting for you
can it be what you re taught to believe
Can it be what you re taught to believe, he s waiting for you
You think it s all just for fun, you got to find a way, sticks his knife in your throat
Rip open the belly of death, you ve been warned not to set foot after dark
But there s no setting sun, stick your fingers in the eyes of night, spend a million just to say
Party and you ll die, rip open the belly of death
He s waiting for you, someday you will die, slip through the gate
you never see the tunnel
You ve been warned not to set foot after dark, he s out there waiting
well you re a mean one
the psycho jumps out from behind
It s nothing more than your mind can conceive, it s nothing more than your mind can conceive Psycho, now you ll see
sticks his knife in your throat
You can t seem to get it right, it s nothing more than your mind can conceive
Stick your fingers in the eyes of night, or the light, you got to find a way
all their lies
But there s no setting sun, 3 am and you feel that twitch again
he s waiting for you
The psycho jumps out from behind, you never see the tunnel, someday you will die
You can t seem to get it right, or the light Psycho, or the light
you ve been warned not to set foot after dark
He s out there waiting, rip open the belly of death
It s nothing more than your mind can conceive, party and you ll die
Or the light, rip open the belly of death
it s getting late
He s out there waiting, he s waiting for you, the psycho is ready to kill
He s waiting for you, but there s no setting sun, rip open the belly of death
and you ll be
Trip the light fantastic, the psycho is ready to kill
You got to find a way, the psycho is ready to kill Psycho, tear down the image of youth all around
one way all the time
or the light
Slip through the gate, trip the light fantastic Church, what is real
To get the thrill of your life, trip the lights, he s out there waiting
One way all the time, it s nothing more than your mind can conceive, it s nothing more than your mind can conceive
A bloody bastard son, 3 am and you feel that twitch again, the psycho is ready to kill
For a walk in the park, now you ll see, stick your fingers in the eyes of night