Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Shrine to Madness, artist - The Black Dahlia Murder. Date of issue: 20.06.2011
Song language: English
A Shrine to Madness |
| «Let us go out this evening for pleasure… |
| …for the night is still young!» |
| Let us dance, skeletally |
| The chill of the autumn is stirring in me |
| Let us rape, let us murder |
| A night to sate thine perverted desires |
| A night on which to watch them die |
| To see the life whisked from the inside |
| A night so black as Satan’s hide |
| When we ghouls do come alive |
| When the masks of mockery |
| Shall disguise our wicked eyes |
| To the death of all |
| Celebrate the empty breath of Fall |
| The 31st t’will not go silent |
| So long as evil doth dwell in man |
| Devil’s night t’was a scorcher |
| But on this eve we bring hell |
| Here, in the season of the dead |
| Sanity hangs by a thread |
| We’re descendants of the dark |
| Give us back our one true love |
| Manifest all hallows eve |
| Samhain grim, our one true love |
| No, you shan’t kill Halloween |
| For we’ve bore it in our blood |
| Embrace ye the brown-leafed vertigo |
| For this undead night we have sold our souls |
| Hoist ye this black flag of blasphemy |
| Lift high this emblem of hate |
| Return the jack-o-lantern's smile |
| On this holiday for the defiled |
| Shed the thorned binds of Christ’s denial |
| And so, let the devil in |
| Cultus diabolus |
| Laus ut flamma |
| Cultus obscurum |
| Amplexus fatum |
| Rejoice now, ye hellions of Earth |
| A glimpse of a future not far |
| When the dark one is said to return |
| Blackening this planet with ire |
| Let us rape, let us murder |
| A night to sate thine perverted desires |
| A thrill that cannot be quantified |
| To warm one’s hands upon arson’s fires |
| May the spoils of this evening rot our teeth to the gums |
| May the treats of our enemies sever their lying tongues |
| Here, in the season of the dead |
| Sanity hangs by a thread |
| We’re descendants of the dark |
| Give us back our one true love |
| Manifest all hallows eve |
| Samhain grim, our one true love |
| No, you shan’t kill Halloween |
| For we’ve bore it in our blood |
| In our blood! |