Swamp Thing (feat. Conny Ochs)

I'm lurking down in the river bed

I'm waking from a dream that I had

Wallowing by myself now

Just got a tick, just got an itch to scratch, ow, ow

Slowly seek for nothing

I'm treadin', sleep in the cold

Sleeping in the cold

It's out of reach

But what do I know

It's hell to breathe

And it starts to show

So seek for nothing

Forever sleep in the cold cold cold

Sleep in the cold

Sleep in the cold

And once more the day's rolling over

On a shark teeth bed

I reach out again

Skin scratching, skin stretched

And the surface is alive and all

I just got a little tick inside my head

Ooh-ooh, and your eyes are just buzzing

And your brain is just buzzing

And you just don't know where you're at

Cold that cold that cold, that

Sleeping in the cold, cold, cold, cold

Sleeping in the cold

Sleeping in the cold

Sleeping in the cold, cold, cold

Hey, I wish you could come around

I wanna know, I wanna see

I wanna go, I wanna be

I wanna stand, see through the lies

I wanna feel, I wanna rise

I'm lurking, down, close by the swarm

The crust I know is soft and warm

A needle sting is nothing less

But shimmering, next to emptiness