Psycho — текст песни (Metal Church)

Stick your fingers in the eyes of night
Rip open the belly of Death
And you`ll see
What is real

Tear down the image of youth all around
Steal the dreams fromm their minds
And you`ll be
All their lies

CHORUS
Can it be what you`re thought to believe
It`s nothing more than your mind can conceive
He`s out there waiting for you
The psycho is ready to kill

Well you`re a mean one a bloody bastard son
You think its all just for fun
But there`s no setting sun

CHORUS
One way all the time
You can seem to get it right
You never see the tunnel
Or the light

Spend a million just to say
You`re hip
You got to find a way
To get the thrill of your life
Trip the light
Trip the light fantastic
Party and you`ll die
Someday you will die

3:am you feel that twitch again
For a walk in the park
It`s getting late
Slip through the gate
The psycho jumps out from behind
Sticks his knife in your
Throat and you die