From the recording In The City's Arms
Lyrics
wake up now my sweetheart
death is at your door
swells under your floor
rise up now my lover
there's no hope for you
your number's overdue
vipers under your bed and in your head
(whispering)
eyeless faces on you turning to screws
(watching you)
wake up now my sweetheart
death runs through your door
bred for the matador
rise up now my lover
from your blackened dream
it don't matter what it means
vipers under your bed and in your head
(whispering)
eyeless faces on you turning to screws
(watching you)
rise up now my lover
from your blackened dream
don't matter what it means
love won't hear you scream