Murder

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She comes to you in the middle of the night
Comes to whisper in your ear
She invades your dreams and twists your mind
Makes your blood run cold with fear

Murder - black thoughts taking control
Murder - tortures your mind and soul
Murder - black thoughts take control
Murder - tortures your mind and soul

You reach out for warmth and find hatred's fire
She hides truth with wanton desire
You seek heat but grip cold iron
She comes to you and drags you into the mire

Murder - black thoughts in control
Murder - tortures your mind and soul
Murder - where did it come from?

She waits for you to come in from the cold
Waits to warm you by her fire
She steals your spirit while gazing at the pyre
Laughs as your eye's fade

Murder - darkness sucking you down
Murder - emptiness fills around
Murder - where does she come from?

Falling in a pit of despair
Nothing to do now it's done
Your soul belongs to the one
Now you're beaten

Murder - black thoughts sucking you down
Murder - tortures your mind and soul
Murder - emptiness sucking you down
Murder - your soul belongs to me
Murder - cold hard wet ground
Murder - where does it come from?

But you know where you're going

December 1988 revised March 31st, 2001

The "first verse" was written by Phil while stopped at a stoplight in about 45 seconds during the stressful Christmas season. Originally written and recorded as an acoustic ("unplugged") song, it took on a life of its own when it went electric. The second verse poured from Scott during the recording process while Pete did a great job of interpreting the lyrics.

Polished