Was it anger? Was it deeper? The skin you fold Is full of holes It was always there Even when you were Silent and cold Silent and cold You, riding the city Losing humanity Dare to freefall and see You, the broken beauty You and your slow agony Close to insanity Dare to freefall and see You, the broken beauty I can't touch Control clutch I can't touch Control clutch Something quivers under your skin Throbbing like a motor running Is it your heart beating under Or is it the sound of thunder Years of fighting The dark was rising One by one Life is run Hard time working No need for feelings Hidden from the sun Hidden from the sun I can't touch Control clutch I can't touch Control clutch Something quivers under your skin Throbbing like a motor running Is it your heart beating under Or is it the sound of thunder