Draintime - Wrathchild America

I can see things changing slowly

I can see things, they’re not there

Breathing and slurred before my eyes

Sitting alone still awake

Pleased to meet you, hello hello

My name is john, mister doe

My octagon eye is blazing red

Can we shake hands or shall I say I knew you

Well, I’m sure I know what I really don’t

And I see real well with all of these eyes

When satin feels like broken glass

I know it’s time to smile

Draintime, Draintime

Now it’s time to say goodbye to me

I saw everything one hundred years ago

I am the bullet that killed the president

You know the secret of my rotten teeth

And the snake that I sleep with on my bed of nails

I look out over the fields of green

And I can’t seem to smell the fragrance of the flowers

I look to the sun, I see a void of darkness

I see things and hear things, yet nothing exists

Draintime, Draintime

Slowly but surely my time comes

Draintime, Draintime