The Monochrome Martinet His texture is starch The song is a march And from the beginning His duende was winning But though he’s a worthy emcee He’ll never be part of the three Orpheum act Faustian pact Three might be duende in fact
Necropolis Blownapart A ghostly sight emerges bright Hot from the embers the first team member Is hatching a dastardly plan Like a bird with a dastardly egg Trapped in this time Lost in his rhymes One might be duende defined
Apocryphal Espadrille The shaper of dreams returns to the scene No diorama could match his drama A smile that would frighten the blind The incubus freezes the mind Right off the farm Fooled by his charm Sound might be duende’s alarm
Dystopio Smashedtobits The keeper of dust the builder of rust When you discover sleep’s older brother The trio is finally complete The trio has just one conceit Forged by their past First in their class Three might be duende Three might be duende Three might be duende at lastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
