Damned - Phantasmogoria : The Eighth Day
 

Damned



Phantasmogoria



The Eighth Day





Dead asleep the city dreams







Holding up its arms like limbs of steel







Mountains rise like mounds of sand







The boiling sea has swallowed up the land















(Nakarat)







On the eighth day, on the eighth day







Dancing devil knocking on my door







It has to grey that came to more







To raise the flag, to raise a tune







You know they'll be here soon







The eighth day, the eighth day















Hollow homes and gloomy streets







The people next door are looking for life's circus freaks







On the eighth day







Echoes of the midnight chime







The clock moves on but what a waste of time















(Nakarat)















The eighth day (x3)















Pure whie heat and blood of sands







Two clouds of crimson mists are swirling round and round







On the eighth day







Pools of fear and eyes that shine







The mirrors craked but i know they'll be mine oh mine















(Nakarat)







The eighth day