Feel the bends
Charge the lens
of Doomsday Tension
I feel the End is nigh
When we´re sleeping
When we´re dreaming
I pick the Bones clean with the light
I pick the Bones clean with the light
d**h reflect us in it´s mirror
reaching out to us
and we´re transformed into burning stars
d**h reflect us in it´s mirror
Lights the private dark
Breaking out through mind and skull
Feel the strains
See the stains
of ruination
I feel the End is nigh
When we´re sleeping
When we´re dreaming
I pick the Bones clean with the light
I pick the Bones clean with the light
d**h reflect us in it´s mirror
reaching out to us
and we´re transformed into burning stars
d**h reflect us in it´s mirror
Lights the private dark
Breaking out through mind and skull