The Beast
Old Caltone
A breath feels my skin
A thrill burnt into my blood
The mirror reflecting all my fear
I fall with you
Times and dreams are over
The devils of hell, open their doors
Open their doors, open their doors
I fall with you
Times and dreams are over
The devils of hell
Open their doors
Open their doors
A breath feels my skin
A thrill burnt into my blood
The mirror reflecting all my fear I fall with you
Times and dreams are over
The devils of hell
Open their doors
Open their doors
Open their doors
Open their doors
