Gorge of IX - Death Parade | Текст песни

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• Gorge of IX
• Death Parade

Strain is torturing your mind
And beating in your veins
Your rage is in the cage of your handsome manners.
Pain is now part of your face
Washed by the scarlet rain
and covered with the mask of loathsome slander!

Life is like the stage and screen,
you're dressing for the final scene.
You mask your face,
You start your race.

Forget your past,
It's turned to dust!
Forget your past,
It's turned to dust!

You have never been alone,
Have never been yourself,
You're always in the centre of masquerade.
You have locked you heart in stone,
That's a very clever stealth,
You're now the leader of this Death Parade!