Softly..sweetly nights..The breath of the killer,the breath of the right..The breath of the moon,no place where hide.Softly eyes of icegraveyard is nice.Dark hands of airbring them away,loney, and longlong ago.Stupid and voidshutting your voice.Closing your lifein a tomb of voidneverwhere.Lips of bones,thorns in face.The forest is watchingthe wood of the Deathbringing your lace.Dance of broken dolls,dance of broken soulsthorns in their handspins in their eyes.No life to live,no place to hide,a dance to havea song to breatha fire to burnno time no enddance of the ninedance of the mine.
No-Head-Song
Softly..sweetly nights..The breath of the killer,the breath of the right..The breath of the moon,no place where hide.Softly eyes of icegraveyard is nice.Dark hands of airbring them away,loney, and longlong ago.Stupid and voidshutting your voice.Closing your lifein a tomb of voidneverwhere.Lips of bones,thorns in face.The forest is watchingthe wood of the Deathbringing your lace.Dance of broken dolls,dance of broken soulsthorns in their handspins in their eyes.No life to live,no place to hide,a dance to havea song to breatha fire to burnno time no enddance of the ninedance of the mine.