If i had to say it's all a lie I'd do it with a certain mojo All stories fail and end someday Until that day i'll keep on chanting A crow is my sign Leading the way to "hell house inn" I'll take you to darkened lands No time to stop and smell the flowers All evil here is from your past, That beast can slay you like a tigon There all the cheer Suddenly stop as we arrive, Then they laugh And sing words of the grim: "we're the tyrants of this legacy All for your tame conspiracy We belong in halls of destiny We're the tyrants of conspiracy All for the sake destiny We belong in your fading legacy" Come on little hellish dwarf and Dance and drink and then cut of your Hands and while you see the way i Kill know i'm magnificent still They tempted you with holy lands And lovely fragrance from the flowers But angel and beast Walk hand in hand in the mud The story ends in all it's might And still we do it with a mojo Their glory fades and ends someday Until that day we keep on chanting
