The Eighth Day Lyrics - The Damned

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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


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


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


The eighth day

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