Madness Of The Dark Shadows

I running from church

There burn my conscience

I'm out of breath

And suffocate with fear

I exile in my own soul

All my hopes are bury under dust

I step alone the sacricase

Who don't leads nowhere

Pictures on the wall

I see the first time

Tired to death

Hidden windows count

And cups on the table

Are full of blood

In the big mirror I see death

Closing my eyes but see her always

Morbid ideas, brain putrefecation

Tears and blood pursuer me in dreams

Cursed life

Who want to lived?

Who give me my dream

Who empty blood to my veins?

Death is at heals

In the morbid dreams

In every I see

Only blood and tears

Death is at heals

In the morbid dreams

In every I see

Only blood and tears