The devil’s ballroom
Isn’t it joyful tonight?
The demons all are singing
Dancing with devils
And hookers are laughing
All the souls that knew
Pain and sorrow all along
Laughing for the very first time
Dirty angels are the waiters
With broken wings,
And bleeding hands;
Fear not my love
The blood on the walls is mine…
At midnight sharp,
All music stops,
And all their voices,
Mutter the terrible chant
Praising the moment
That heaven fell, to ashes…
Mortals screaming far away
With wings of darkness,
Comes only horror,
The terrible wolf hour
When the gods hear no prayer…
Feasting with blood
The horns and tails
Fangs and claws are dancing…
Rivers of blood are flowing,
To quench their thirst,
Virgin sacrifices never ending…
And all air is rather lustful,
A gipsy demon will reveal,
All the future, and what brings,
For a sip of blood, beloved
All god’s wonders we’ll enslave,
As we lose ourselves in endless rapture,
Into madness I descend,
All hell’s faces I keep seeing,
And their laughter deafens me,
As I scratch, inside my coffin,
Gasping, for that last breath of air,
All my life seems now, never ending,
Slowly, moving to the surface,
Through the dirt that smells like home,
I rise, from the early grave,
And I gaze upon it’s name,
Like a lighting I awaken,
What’s the meaning of a name?
Dead was I, but that no longer,
Cold my eyes, that burned to shame
And all hell’s fire I remember,
When laughing demons cast me away,
Pay no attention, laughed the raven,
All god’s work done in a day…