Clockwork Bed

I laid bare all my charming lies
 We played there, tie to another time
 We were always ready for the next dive
 But this game is straight on a dead end climb
 Imagination projecting pictures of the past
 My consolation in a handful of seconds
 Time won't sponge clean my anger
 Future won't wipe my tears
 Time won't send me a engel
 Lonely soul devoid of love
 Shine inside... inside a coated dream
 Naked vice in your catching side
 I fill the apple, lessem my disease
 Seeds of rage will claim the right to cry
 Imagination conceived in a silent boredom
 From a exploisom, my surrender... your survival!
 Time won't sponge clean my anger
 Future won't wipe my tears
 Time won't send me a engel
 Lonely soul devoid of love