Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Mad Blood Scenario, artist - Ancient. Album song Mad Grandiose Bloodfiends, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 04.11.1997
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
A Mad Blood Scenario |
Gaze into my broken eyes, where laughter and sorrow collide. |
Scattered are the pieces which time forgot. |
See the cracked mirror walls, emerald mist flowing down the halls. |
Shattered pieces of a forgotten puzzle. |
Feel the shaking of my room, welcome to my most humble tomb. |
Lay your head upon the crimson velvet pillow. |
Relax as I tell you a tale when lunacy reigned and madness prevailed. |
Long nailed fingers run through silken hair. |
Our poison tongues now dance, wet with entrancing liquors. |
We drown in burning ecstasy, but you seek something more than this. |
Tonight another looking glass will crack. |
My promises too broken, did you believe what I’ve spoken? |
The echoes shall splinter your mind like they did mine. |
Prepare my darling, for the nocturnal wedding. |
ble tomb. |
Lay your head upon the crimson velvet pillow. |
Relax as I tell you a tale when lunacy reigned and madness prevailed. |
Long nailed fingers run through silken hair. |
Our poison tongues now dance, wet with entrancing liquors. |
We drown in burning ecstasy, but |
you seek something more than this. |
Tonight another looking glass will crack. |
My promises too broken, did you believe what I’ve spoken? |
The echoes shall splinter your mind like they did mine. |
Prepare my darling, for the nocturnal wedding. |
(Solo — Aphazel) |
Gaze into my broken eyes where a deranged love rises, to greet your lovelorn |
flesh. |
Hallucinating like undead shamans, |
You feel the rapturous sting of first death and collapse into lonely arms. |
Look now with night piercing eyes, not quite broken, but time shall remedy. |
Lick my blood-soaked lips once more, taste the stain of wondrous insanity. |
The constant shrieking in your mind drives you crazy. |
Yes, my darling, I can hear it too. |
The answers you seek lie in the reflection. |
Be still, allow the images to caress you, here everything is upside down. |
Cackling like undead hyenas, you feel the boggling slap of dementia and |
collapse into |
delighted arms. |
st death and collapse into lonely arms. |