Singing Dead Men - Blutengel

Let us awake the ghost inside

Follow us into the mirror

Curse the day, escape the night

Break all the chains of imagination

Don’t be afraid of coming home

We’ll open all the doors of secret chambers

And take you to our labyrinth down

We open our evil arms of fables

Around your pure and fragile dream

The sun went down, the night is rising

Fear pushes you forward like a storm

We’ll tell you tales of endless pleasures

And put our black seed into your heart

A flower needs the sun to keep from dying

Like this we spread our wings in your heart

Oceans burst upon the rocks

Laughing skulls there sing our songs

Riding death above your head

Descend you into eternal depth

A thunder storm who calls your name

Life kneels to kiss you once again

A thunder storm who calls your name

Life kneels to kiss you once again

No way back into the real world

You’re feeling empty and cold inside

You’re just sitting in this white room

Demons whispering from far behind

Break all the chains of imagination

Don’t be afraid of coming home

We’ll open all the doors of secret chambers

And take you to our labyrinth down