Dead in the night In the dead of night Biding you time away In the light of the glow All alone, All alone It's a box so cold The box don't know You've balked at signs And chalked the lines And sold for fineness Sold you kindness for hounds Dig the holes In your hands
Wedded to lies Of the favorite Child In a manner to shun Your cot away
Now the bed of the swine Has the room for all mine In the city That drowns the life away
Me in the middle Harbored from the dogs on a random hideaway In the madness of rome With the body to show It's the box So cold The box still knows You've been up at times You've been hiding times I've been short at times I've been shown your times When you come and your body's Away Your holding Your times On the tame And You Can't Understand What we say
Wedded to lies Of the favorite Child In a manner to shun your cot away
Now teh bed of the swine Has the room for all mine In the city that drowns the life away
In the shadow of sores We will march with the bores To the drainage that marks the tidalwave
