Puppetmaster
Buried in ashes
these corpses
rise again every night to dance!
Empty faces
pain rises
to begin this undivine farce..
When final ray of dead moon lay
on landscape hollow near the trail,
the path will take, the heart in fake
show of dead dancing in pain!
No sights are laid in empty face
of star in this freakshow,
forced moves, limbs hanging loose
humanity is engraved in them..
Found no answer beyond the grave!
Found no peace in death..
Every night again these corpses dance!
To fullfill their heartless farce!
To find their place, dug up from graves,
Entertainment of darkness..
Hearts broken,
veins open
death was just the beginning!
Scarred faces,
pain rises
to reach the chapter's end..
Eyes blinded,
hands binded,
Master takes the lead..
"Puppetmaster, blind, strangling
his freakshow.
Without eyes to see
pulls the strings:
Macaber dancing corpses!"
Every night again these corpses dance!
To fullfill their heartless farce!
To find their place, dug up from graves,
Entertainment of darkness.. Be not afraid. I think we have so much in common. Be very afraid... |
En tiedä miksi, ´mutta tuo oli kyllä jotenkin pelottava! "I have a...I have a...dvarf? I have the dvarf and I'm not afraid to use him! I need some questions!" "Answers, I think you need answers". |
Foulheart
Charge
Rimpitzki