After the dance, after the innocent fall from The terror that lies in the hands of the damned Under the trance, only the voices that cry in the dark
reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent
I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. I courted her proudly but now she is gone, Gone
] Tortured Instanity A smothering hell Try to escape but no avail [Sixth] The calls of admirers Who claim they adore Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more [Seventh] Innocent victims
Tortured insanity A smothering hell Try to escape but to no avail Sixth: The calls of admirers Who claim they adore Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more Seventh: Innocent victims
A victim is chosen His future awaits Someone is watching No one can tame Satisfied hunger Hatred within Can't go on longer Internal conflict The psycho
risen to do business Live on a booth on a river drooped with news clippings I only come out when it's time to run out and find An innocent victim inside one
to know? Til then I stare out of my window. I prolly won?t get an answer for that one. I got some questions in my mind that definitely need some answers
insanity A smothering hell Try to escape but to no avail Sixth: The calls of admirers Who claim they adore Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more Seventh: Innocent victims
to the deep The muse is lying cursed The cold on her hands The dust on her wings A widow of her own old life A victim of god's desires The child that
to do business Live on a booth on a river drooped with news clippings I only come out when it's time to run out and find An innocent victim inside one