Masquerade of shadows in my head Masquerade of shadows in my mind
In the theatre of disillusion In another act... In another act aversion wins
Masquerade Masquerade of shadows Masquerade In the name of morbid gods Masquerade Masquerade of shadows Masquerade In the name of greediness
It's not an illusion It's a dreams funeral Black caravan...
Black caravan led by Possessed horses With a coachman Without left hand Shoves through The frozen chamber A wolf crossed their way Somebody cuts his eye out With a blunt blade of love A worm wriggles in his brain In a purperal cramp Giggling maliciously As a loathsome dwarf
Masquerade of shadows in my head Masquerade of shadows in my mind
Unwanted paintings Dreadful portraits And a fallen lord... And a fallen lord on the throne
Masquerade Masquerade of shadows Masquerade In the name of morbid gods Masquerade Masquerade of shadows Masquerade In the name of greediness
Everybody... Everybody is heading In the direction of a clearing On which castle stands A misshapen block smelling of despair There is waiting for them A guillotine of peace And gallows of justice
Why? Why with my face??? Why? Why this place???
Proud magician weighs in a pot A mysterious mixture from a raven The guide of soulsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
