Gather round and listen to the tales I have to tell Of demons, death and misery In this wonderland called hell
The things that children dream of Are present in this land Look in my eyes and trust me Come take my hand
The looking glass doth break Revealing all inside A land of joy and misery No place for you to hide We are your darkest fears Faerie tale, nightmare fantasy Keeper or souls, stealer or breath the legions. Revel in ecstacy
The nightmares that awake you Believe that they are real The demons laugh and feast upon The children's hearts they steal
Tempted into darkness By those who would be true Lured and deceived by the evil that we do
Sugar and spice and everything nice fortune favours the chosen few Laughter and tears Heartache and tears Emotional torture inside of you
Sing a song of sixpence Mummy's going to die Daddy is the devil And baby's going to cry
You're safe with me you wait with bated breath the pied piper plays his song Come follow to your deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
