Текст песни Morgul - The Horror Grandeur
Morgul - The Horror Grandeur слова песни
I can think of a thousand ways to kill you
but none so cruel
as keeping you alive
Ghastly horrific grandeur
symphonic decadence
violent strings
distorted tunes on crippled wings
So you og `round and around
to this, such a frightful overture
a carusel of insanity
and the clowns of the show are us
Spread the great plague
and death reeking with splendour
rattle your puppet limbs
to the orchestra`s song
A masquerade ball
to which you have been summoned
a gathering of the demented
The clowns of the show are us
the mad conductors
of the horror grandeur
you have gor the resemblance of a pig, young man
and you shall have peace
the prospect of death
and the hope of hell
the comedy is over