Singing Dead Men
Truths are in the words of angelsLet us awake the ghost insideFollow us into the mirrorCurse the day, escape the night
Break all the chains of imaginationDon't be afraid of coming homeWe'll open all the doors of secret chambersAnd take you to our labyrinth down
We open our evil arms of fablesAround your pure and fragile dreamThe sun went down, the night is risingFear pushes you forward like a storm
We'll tell you tales of endless pleasuresAnd put our black seed into your heartA flower needs the sun to keep from dyingLike this we spread our wings in your heart
Oceans burst upon the rocksLaughing skulls there sing our songsRiding death above your headDescend you into eternal depth
A thunder storm who calls your nameLife kneels to kiss you once againA thunder storm who calls your nameLife kneels to kiss you once again
No way back into the real worldYou're feeling empty and cold insideYou're just sitting in this white roomDemons whispering from far behind
Break all the chains of imaginationDon't be afraid of coming homeWe'll open all the doors of secret chambersAnd take you to our labyrinth down