In conversation with a kaleidoscope of black
The kiss of death has given orders to attack
My clarity and order leave me to believe
The innocent aren't living and the wild ones are a dying, lonely breed
The trick turned alley whores have tripled just this hour
A three foot Satan promises more hate and power
Behind the mirrored door and the opium wasteland
The tour guide melted in a patch of quicksand and the damned have been exploited
A lovely sort of death that takes you like an endless lover
A lovely sort of death that takes you in and never can let go
A lovely sort of death that leaves you like a dead-beat mother
A lovely sort of death that takes you in and never can let go
The kiss of death has given orders to attack
My clarity and order leave me to believe
The innocent aren't living and the wild ones are a dying, lonely breed
The trick turned alley whores have tripled just this hour
A three foot Satan promises more hate and power
Behind the mirrored door and the opium wasteland
The tour guide melted in a patch of quicksand and the damned have been exploited
A lovely sort of death that takes you like an endless lover
A lovely sort of death that takes you in and never can let go
A lovely sort of death that leaves you like a dead-beat mother
A lovely sort of death that takes you in and never can let go