... so caled Face Thief, the most feared criminal in the state, since the murders of several artist in the past weeks. The serial killer has attained a shockingly rapid surgical skill, leaving public opinion to suggest that he might be an actual surgeon. The victim, a local art curator, was found early this morning and has surprisingly survived the attack.
II LAZARUS COME BACK.
To have lost my closest friend in such a rabid manner; How could I've foretold this end? He'd be better buried. It's my past that's chasing me, but how was I to know it? Lazarus is bound to me; in shadows we have spoken.
All my dearest, one by one, Will be ravaged by his kinfe; Now the victims of past times Have awoken and will drag me down into fear.
Hate Shaping fate, It's my burden.
I have started a new life, away fron his endeavors, But escaping him was never meant to last. Tel me...
Whay are my deeds coming back to me now? I have concealed a truth I cannot avow.
I never should've taught him what he knows. I never should've taught him what he knows.
Lazarus, you have stepped over the line, I will find and destroy this wicked plan.
III THE RIDDLE
I can't take my mind off the stares The track me down insid my dreams, The seem so real. I dare not close my eyes, for there they dwell It's like going back in time to sleepless nights.
Every killing fingers in my brain; Have to creanse away this gruesome pain.
My hands shape the clay on their own, This parade of madness has a taste of fate, I cannot conceive those etes, absent holes, Now I long, I crave to give my task some rest.
Every killing fingers in my brain; Have to cleanse away this gruesome pain.
Ludiere, el rastro de muerte se extiende a tu mente, Con premura debes actuar.
Remember the innocent, they were all related; The riddle holds the key for ending this massacre. Seek in history what your dreams have foreseen, This is the way to avert a fate sealed with her death.
Vanity morirá, ¡Busca! Lazarus quiere ofrendarla.
Tu mujer va a morir, Tú lo puedes evitar. Busca en tus sueños fe, Un patrón debes ver.
Instinct will light the way; Read signs from mask of clay. The mirror will convey A truth that will keep her from death.
Into the darkes hour, Look before he devours, A bond amid your past That holds the key to allay the future.
Into the darkes hour, Look before he devours, A bond amid your past That holds the key to allay the future.
Mira, en tu pasado está
IV BONDS WITH THE PAST
The first time we spoke He praised my works We talked long of body sculpting An apt pupil thought I'd found.
Ignorant of this purpose I instructed well; Should've sensed the awkward background The subtle knell.
His thrist for knowledge glowed, an artiful talent showed, His cold hands learned all so well It's my shame that the prevails.
He sent a sample for review, A twisted joke,I assumed. "Faceless woman found last night, serial killer still at large"
Out of the wisdom of my heart Lazarus hove me into darkness, I must protect all that I love Before it's too late.
He crawledinside my head, Showed himself in dreams. Saw his knife, a steady hand, One resembling mine.
Packages came every few days, Lazarus got a epithet: "Surgical killer in the loose, Face Thief attacked, leaving no clues."
Out of the wisdom of my heart Lazarus hove me into darkness, I must protect all that I love Before it's too late.
V VANITI'S DEPARTURE
Driven back in to the present, Found no choice but to confess. All that made me run away closes down on me today.
While the happerings aroused Vanity stood aghast To lear of her sordid fate, Of my visions, of her death.
Her departure was decided, For her safety is at stake. If the riddle is unfold Death will never seal our fate.
Her deparure was decided.
VI CRIMSON PAIN
Though I tried to keep her out of sight She was captured late at night. On the wall she scratched a scream, By the door she left her tears.
In my head I heard her crying For I knew what she would bear, There was nothing I could swear, I still saw her faceless stare.
Next day I found on my doorstep Wt I always tried to save, Vanity's beloved face Dyed my hands of crimson pain.
VII THE HUNT FOR LAZARUS
Lost in the trheat of vile nihgts His vicious trace I pursue, Never more will I sojourn Until my revenge is done.
Vanity, I primise Your soul will rest when I Repossess what I bestowed, When his final gasp I choke.
In the dark I will call you...
I smell the sweat of his hate Tracing the path of the murders; Lazarus has been my gosth, But now I'm his shadow.
In the dark I will call you...
I know you want me Weak and broken, You have been feeding on my sorrow But I'm still ahead.
Over your shoulder You see my rage Around the corner you slide away; But your shadow knwos me.
Tu destino quieres ver Ludiere ¡En el espejo mira!
Why do you keep slipping away? How long before you face I slay?
Lazarus es muerte, Ludiere, ¡eres tú!
VIII MIND UNFOLDED
I remember the knife, Lazarus morirá, In my blood the thirst
Does he speak through my dreams? Lazarus conquistará. What is it that I can't see? Tu reflejo te dirá. You life!
IX RECOGNITION
Uno mismo, sólo tu El tiempo ha terminado, Pronto debes perecer, Él no ha despertado.
Lo que teme, sino es: Has velado El designio De tu ser.
Lazarus Vive en ti Lazarus Morará en tu ser extinto
In to the darkest hour, Your life has been devoured. Essence will no t remain Your body houses another tentant.
In to the darkest hour, Your life has been devoured, A crack inside you mind Once held the key to prevent the future.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
