Murder At Babylon

In an alley by the Spider

There's a pharmacy

Spelled backwards for a small amount of credibility

Guided by a neon cocktail sign

I'm searching for sound

I'm searching around

Who could it be?

Who could it be, following me?

Human dolls on the walls

And a corpse on the floor

Vampira in a closet

Pose a post-hardcore

Pose, now she is ready to drain

And she sees

She's pointing at me

She's pointing at me

Who could it be?

Who could it be, torturing me?

Chop chop

Throw me away

Cut cut cut and drain my veins

Come in, cut out

M for Murder at Babylon

Tonight

Headless men

Circling in

Getting closer to me

I know from their eyes it's the moment to scream

Their coats have a bulge in the shape of an axe

I try to relax

I try to relax

I took a hat

Became a cat

Died of disease

Chop chop

Throw me away

Cut slice dice and drain my veins

Come in, cut out

M for Murder at Babylon

Tonight

Chop chop

Throw me away

Cut cut cut and drain then my veins

Come in and cut out

M for Murder at Babylon

Chop chop

Throw me away

Cut slice dice and then drain my veins

Come in and cut out

M for Merlin at Babylon