Nightmare
Nota profanaAn unnatural force is calling me
I have yielded all control of my body
I have surrendered my thoughts to evil
Malevolent strength… repressing my heart
Defenceless, unaware of his impending death
My own flesh, my son… shall dream no more
No emotion, no restraints, no regrets
As I grab the inherited knife of sin
This night the silvery lake will dance
And feed from the pain of my own heir
Devouring madness… compelling need to kill
Defenceless, and awoken by my touch
My own flesh, my son shall breathe no more
Tonight the lake will come alive again
I go there to play with my child hand in hand
Running through the hall of the dead
Where silence remains eternally broken
No need to struggle my sweet child
Let all the pain ooze out from your body
Each drop of blood eases my hunger
Each wound in your skin is blissfully deep
Here, were children sing to the devil
Water taste the flesh that's about to die
Screams of joy and agony unite
The grey eye has turned red tonight
You no longer breathe, but your dark shadow I can see
Right above the lake, holding hands with the dead
All of you I can see, staring at me with an evil grin
Right above the lake, adorned with unearthly ruby glare