The Darkest Of The Hillside Thickets - House of Clocks [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

House of Clocks sample:

"I suppose you collect clocks, don't you?"
"They're just like children to me."

Sung:

The premise, basically:
A modern tragedy
Disdained senility
Gore-tempered novelty
An inability
For cold reality

The clocks are the main thing
And they'll start reversing
The clocks are the main thing
And they'll start reversing
And then the dead are getting up

The servant ends up dead
Just like the newlyweds
Somewhat unwarranted
Nails driven in their heads
Enter the spirited
Punks with their egos fed

The clocks are the main thing
And they'll start reversing
The clocks are the main thing
And they'll start reversing
And then the dead are getting up

They expedite the plan
The gardener kills the gran
Then Punk One kills the man
That's when it all began
They should have watched the hands
They couldn't understand

The clocks are the main thing
And they'll start reversing
The clocks are the main thing
And they'll start reversing
You'd think that they would have had enough