Feel the sun on my face
Sharpened like a razor blade
Feed the rising pain inside
The body, soul and brain
Living monster of the night
You made me what I am today
You don’t have to scream and shout
In this silent place
Trapped under the neon light
As long as the show’s alive
The welded flesh to sweat
And blood still flows in hell
Warden of your nightmare
A trip down memory lane
You’re on the way, the end is nigh
There’s nothing to be said
Living monster of the night
You made me what I am today
You don’t have to scream and shout
In this silent place
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