слова песни Fields Of The Nephilim - Endemoniada
So let it feel... Unreal
When I fall asleep at the wheel
Think about this... If looks could kill
Such a thrill... The way I feel
Now I'm falling asleep at the wheel
And I'm dreaming of the kill
We dream of familiar places here
We dream of familiar faces
Do you want a display
Just stand in my way
If you want a display
Your love in that way... Now get out
Think about this...
Well I've seen... With old eyes
And every time I turn around another dies
Think about this... If looks could kill
Vision's Black, I go to war sometimes
When I'm walking on my own
We dream of familiar places
Vision's black, I go to war sometimes
When I'm walking on my own
We dream of familiar places
And I'm dreaming