Cesare Said - Buck

Cesare said «it's no joy to be undead, walking around in clothes that don’t fit»

Shadows painted on a wall and I’m the biggest fool of all /

Giving everything for a taste of eternity

Cesare said «there's a cabinet for my bed;

the shame of my desire holds the key»

secret lives, butcher knives;

a word of warning to the wise:

Beware of what you wish for if what you wish is me

I feel nothing;

call me cold

In a trance I’m dancing on your grave

Killing time;

memory unwind

I sleepwalk through the darkness and the day

Dream revenge without an end;

go to hell and back again nothing

Ever changes and nothing stays the same

I feel nothing;

locked away

In a trance I’m dancing on your grave

If I could get to the other side and stay there I’d be fine

I feel nothing;

call me cold…

I feel nothing;

locked away…