Maschinenmensch
Michael Romeo
9:04We listen in one late October eve The locket swings before my eyes Moths to a flame, intoxicatingly It lures me in, yet can't say why Are we just that naive? This tangled web we weave Misleading, far reaching Oh this night Into oblivion Into oblivion My blood runs cold, now paralyzed with fear They storm the gates, my enemy It always seems so dark this time of year Illusion veils reality Are we just that naive? This tangled web we weave Earth shaking, heart racing Oh this night Into oblivion Into oblivion The faces on the wall, the shadows standing tall And too afraid to ask what's underneath the mask Into oblivion Into oblivion Into oblivion Into oblivion