Sitting alone, nothing to do
I touch myself and think of you

... [wahoo]

I wont be satisfied until
Hell's door swings open
and I run in

Angel be careful what you wish for!

The sound will save me
it blocks the whole world out
and it terrifies me
'coz it's the only thing
that counts

I cross myself before our eyes meet
as if it could save me
and keep my soul sweet
but fire has started to burn my house down
and all that can save me
is my wall of sound.


--by Gibertoni--