Moonlit darkness, weirdlings aroused We stray the night, in our masks we weave Fabrics of doom, windows to wisdom Thoughts of murder, adorned
Interrupted fleshwork to masters joy I leave it shaking, trembling On the mouldy wooden floor
I take a last glimpse As I run for the door
In my dreams its bleeding veins Screaming, begging, in its strains Knowing the final cut is near It stutters, wallows, cries out in fear
Interrupted fleshwork to masters joy I leave it shaking, trembling On the mouldy wooden floor
I take a last glimpse As I run for the door
When it watches, finally seeing It sees me smiling, it sees me fleeing When it watches, finally seeing It sees me smiling, fleeing As I run for the door
Lights flash in the raining night I hide, I rejoice, murders might Perfect paths, unseen I leave The hunter never close
In my dreams its bleeding veins Screaming, begging, in its strains Knowing the final cut is near It stutters, wallows, cries out in fear
When it watches, finally seeing It sees me smiling, it sees me fleeing When it watches, finally seeing It sees me smiling, fleeing As I run for the doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
