Seven rooms as the seven sins Parade in the ancient abbey So bright one after the other, Without any order The colors of the rainbow They soon disappear The red mask call them all
Purple, green and gold Dancing on the wall All but the seventh so dark and so cold Black is everywhere At your corpse I stare This is the seventh, so dark and so cold
The ebony clock keeps the time With its loud and deep sound Everything stops for a while The clock strikes midnight He's wrapped in a shroud He comes thin and tall The red mask call them allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
