Lyrics
O'er the eastern skys,
rises a clouded moon.
A kiss of death, a wish too soon.
Mistery fills the air,
A fleshy desire, some sloppy atire.
I think the night is young.
Oh no one is in control.
Oh no one is in control.
O'er the shattered glass,
shimmers sparkles like the past.
A dream of life,
a life's gone fast.
Mister fills the air,
a welted wound, some clouded moon.
I think the night is through.
Oh no one is in control.
O'er the eastern skys,
rises a flaming sun.
Afraid to dream,
and so it seems.
Silence fills the air,
A cock crows there, some gun shots there,
I think the day is done.
Oh no one is in control.
A kiss of death is in the air tonight.
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