Elvenking

Silence de Mort

I walk in silence

Silence de mort

Every night the same old dream

La fleur du cœur being slaughtered from within

And I know how - I know now - I know how

Every time I can feel, I can hear

The taste of my blood the beat of my heart

And I feel pain - I feel great - I feel pain

...And this is no Wonderland

No Alice, no Cat, no Mad Hatter my dear

Here the silence is real

All the dreams that I hold, all my fantasies unfold

And the things I wanna live

Are just fake happy endings with figures pretending

They've washed all the illusions far away

The marionettes are drinking still

While celebrating their own pile of shit

Like it is great - like it is the main attraction

The stains which remain on my best suit

Are always of the colours I hate the most

While the ones I cherish, they just fade away