Psychotic Waltz - Mosquito Lyrics
Crawling into my head, mosquito, mosquito redPieces, diseases, floating in the greases, but they smile insteadSting of the suckerflyIn the dead of the nightRide on the wings of a dragonflySleep by the candlelightSucking the gutter dryTaking flightNow they dance on the open eyePushing the needle to the tiny biteWatching the circling sun, mosquito, mosquito runVision of a killing gunThey sing with the voices of the angles sonRiver is flowingThe bloody wind is blowingThe reaper they are sowingAnd I don't believe that they are goingCrawling into my eye, mosquito, mosquito flyFalling from the scientist slideEating at the walls from behind they hide