The Tormentum of the Dark Carnival Creation
Finally you came on my court, and time passed
The last time you set foot here
Was times ago and now you will not get out again
Play, play, play
Scream, scream, scream
You are free, free, free, but not from this plague
Come my dears, don't be afraid because you will never have the opportunity go get alive
Prepare your fears because "the tormentum of the dark carnival" will start
Brace your bravery, let it all go and free your fears because in this plague they will be alive ahhaha
The scene is almost ready and you will fall in the mercy
Of fright and you will never wake up from this nightmare
Or if you will wake up
3 days, 3 nights, 3 hours, coma black
3 days, 3 nights, 3 hours, coma black
3 days, 3 nights, 3 hours, coma black
The rides are ready, the train is leaving
The fire is on, the lights are ready and the carillon its melody is playing
The scene is now ready, all aboard of the reaping train
Well, well, 12 beats, 12 chimes, 12 days
Well, well, 12 beats, 12 chimes, 12 days
Well, well, 12 beats, 12 chimes, 12 days
You came in the end, the room of porcelain dolls
120 dolls, 240 eyes looking at you, black eyes
White eyes, soulless bodies, possessed bodies, scarred faces, trunked lives
Hysterical laughters, sounds of carillons that comes and goes and she
The lady in black, finally came life and you will never wake up from this plague
The scene ended, rest in pain
The last time you set foot here
Was times ago and now you will not get out again
Play, play, play
Scream, scream, scream
You are free, free, free, but not from this plague
Come my dears, don't be afraid because you will never have the opportunity go get alive
Prepare your fears because "the tormentum of the dark carnival" will start
Brace your bravery, let it all go and free your fears because in this plague they will be alive ahhaha
The scene is almost ready and you will fall in the mercy
Of fright and you will never wake up from this nightmare
Or if you will wake up
3 days, 3 nights, 3 hours, coma black
3 days, 3 nights, 3 hours, coma black
3 days, 3 nights, 3 hours, coma black
The rides are ready, the train is leaving
The fire is on, the lights are ready and the carillon its melody is playing
The scene is now ready, all aboard of the reaping train
Well, well, 12 beats, 12 chimes, 12 days
Well, well, 12 beats, 12 chimes, 12 days
Well, well, 12 beats, 12 chimes, 12 days
You came in the end, the room of porcelain dolls
120 dolls, 240 eyes looking at you, black eyes
White eyes, soulless bodies, possessed bodies, scarred faces, trunked lives
Hysterical laughters, sounds of carillons that comes and goes and she
The lady in black, finally came life and you will never wake up from this plague
The scene ended, rest in pain
Credits
Writer(s): Manuel Curti
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