Twisted
With no thoughts
no dreams
and no coming dawn
With solitude dancers
cold dark nights
ending it all
older and colder
Twisted twisted twisted reflections
don't search anymore protection
I'm caught in the echoes of trains
now I feel I'm going insane
Crazy bike riders
deadly kisses
ghost feasts upon
the pillows
What for is it now
no answer but echoing loud
a flow of distorted sound