Misanthrope
Eden Massacre
Resigned knight to solitude
A gloomy forest lures Your soul into a trap
The hand on the axe
No one can move back
This mansion is calling you In an ascending anger
Behind those closed walls
Something is alive outside
Something is alive outside
I am the prisoner
Of a cunning invincible beast
Running to nowhere
In a silent hazy mist
My sights have adjusted
To the visions of mutilated bodies
Run away from this feast
Which will end in fury
Slaughter on the earth of joy
Butchery in the garden of Eden
In a world gone down to madness
From Letras Mania