Lletres: Meat Puppets. No Joke!. Vampires.

As I'm lying there
Cold comforts blown from nowhere
And blue light is on the ground

And the coloring is changing
Reflecting everything
From cold mirrors all around

I see candles on the mountain
I see the vampires that surround them
Shaking, shaking
I see the candles on the mountain

In the still of the night
We stop breathing from this atmosphere
For, no air is all around

And the running vein
Is sung softly by the candle light
To cold waters underground

As I'm lying there
Cold comforts blown from nowhere
And blue light is on the ground

And the coloring is changing
Reflecting everything
From cold mirrors all around