Death Is Every Where (Deep Mix)

Death is everywhere. There are flies on the windscreen for a start, Reminding us we could be torn Apart tonight. Death is everywhere. There are lambs for the slaughter waiting to die, And I can sense The hours slipping by tonight. Come here, kiss me now. Touch me, me, Touch me. Come here, kiss me now. Death is everywhere. The more I look, The more I see, The more I feel A sense of urgency tonight. Come here, kiss me now. Touch touch me. Come here, kiss me now. Touch me, Touch Me. Touch touch me. There are flies on the windscreen. There are lambs for the slaughter. There are flies on the Windscreen. Come Here, kiss me now. Touch me, touch touch me. Come here, kiss me now. Touch touch me. Touch Me, touch Me. Come here, kiss me now. Touch me, touch Touch Come here, kiss me now. Touch Me, touch Me.