"Bloodclock" lyrics

"Bloodclock"

Awake, alone, paralyzed
The blood in my mouth tastes like defeat
Wounded, swollen, bleeding
I'm hanging on this wall like a crucifix
Pieces of bones scattered everywhere
I wrap my left arm around my neck
I feel my legs no more
While adrenaline is blasting my bursting heart

Drop by drop
All my blood
Turns this granite to red
Tick tock
Like a clock
Till my veins are emptied
And the wind
Plucks a harp
While my soul disappears
But I'm not dead yet!

I can see my life flashing before my eyes
I can hear my wife yelling my name in vain
While my son holds a shovel and is digging my grave
But I'm not dead yet...

All I know is that I don't want to leave this earth today
On this rope I must fight tooth and nail
Hear these words that like a mantra I repeat to myself
I'm not dead yet!

Not yet, the countdown has started for the bloodclock
Broken is the hourglass, exsanguinating till the last drop, ah!

I can see my life flashing before my eyes
I can hear my wife yelling my name in vain
While my son holds a shovel and is digging my grave
But I'm not dead yet...

All I know is that I don't want to leave this earth today
On this rope I must fight tooth and nail
Hear these words that like a mantra I repeat to myself
I'm not dead yet!

I can be cruel sometimes
Let you touch the sky or make you fall
Watch you, striving for peace of mind
Hunting high and low till you're gone

Future is so unpredictable
Just hold on to your hopes

I'm not dead yet!
Mark my words 'cause
I'm not dead yet!
And I'm not dying today!

I'm not dead yet, fuck!


Writer(s): Francesco Ferrini, Francesco Paoli
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