I'm more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle
I'm more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle

Maybe I'm a loveboy, hooked on an aphrodisiac
Maybe I'm a strange one, maybe I'm a twisted maniac

Hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who's to say that heaven is in hell
Escaping reality's touch
Just in time - just in time before the bite gets to
Candle Of Fire lyrics

Not in magnificient temples
Shining of gods
Beat up the ghost
Carrier of wealth
Not in lightnes arch
The beautiful altars
Not in smoke of soul
Candle of fire.

No that who ones 
o much

Who's to say that heaven is in hell - can this be hell?

Maybe I'm a loveboy, hooked on an aphrodisiac
Or maybe I'm a strange one, maybe I'm a twisted maniac

Hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who's to say that heaven is in hell
Can this be hell, oh well, oh well, oh well
Escaping reality's touch, yeah
Now just in time before the bite gets too much

Hey, hey, hey, y
A Touch Of Madness lyrics

So little wisdom
Inside the mind
Mostly the madness of life
Unbalanced fission
Building inside
Melt-down of logical sight

Torment is burning
Inside the brain
Something is yearn
u never can tell
I said, said, hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
I said maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who's to say that heaven is in hell
Can this be hell, oh well, oh well, oh well

Escaping reality's touch
Just in time before the bite gets too much

I'm more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle
I'm more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle

Sha
Don Quixote lyrics

Tilting at windmills
I'm always trying
To knock things down
Or bring 'em around
But they don't come down
They won't come around

Like society
Or that girl that I used to seerper than a needle
I'm sharper than a needle
Sharper than a needle, needle, needle, needle, no
Yeah, sharper than a needle
Yeah, sharper than a needle

Hey, hey, hey, hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who's to say that heaven is in hell
Can this be hell - oh well, oh well, oh well
Escaping reality's touch
Yeah, just in time - just in time before the bite gets too much