House of Clocks Lyrics

Tic Toc, you're dead....
Tic Toc, you're fucking dead!

Tic Toc, you're dead in Vittorio's house of dread
Time is now reversed, you are forever cursed
To die and live again, killed over and over again
When death you think you have eluded,
shotgun blast intestines protruded

Tic Toc, you're dead, shovel to the head
Intent to rob the place, turned into life/death race
Why is their kinship dead, in the act of being wed?
Things better left unknown, whilst flesh is torn from bone

House of clocks!
House of clocks!
It won't stop!
Tic, fucking, Toc!