Lyrics

This is unflinching reality The face of the clock is leering back at me The dead are we, walking hand in hand The cold and listless dirge of life's every demand Twenty years, not even forty winks Eyes are so red that I can barely blink And I can't stop thinking that what I'm feeling isn't right It isn't right Horus turns It turns Horus turns It turns on me It's unrelenting fucking agony Horus turns on me It turns on This is unflinching reality The face of the clock is leering back at me The dead are we, walking hand in hand The cold and listless dirge of life's every demand Twenty years, not even forty winks Eyes are so red that I can barely blink And I can't stop thinking