Текст песни Radiant Records - Gospel of Dismay

Now you are a guest in an underground cabaret!
(Tell me your name!)
I wanted to escape, to tell everything, but you are in prison in the basement.
(Oh, Henry, we are not cute!)
All curious, friend,
Than it seems at first.
Starting a current in the studio,
you revived all of us.
I feel the rhythm that filled the entire hall.
Not a lethal outcome awaits!
But music
Do not ever subside!
Listen!
The genius who created
The car that breathed life into us!
The time has come to convene a group.
Forget the ad- he is already behind.
The drums to the beat
Knock, do not fall behind.
Play the piano.
Know the sacral thrill!
While in the night the song sounds,
Should come alive
Viceroy Satan!
You hold us!
...
(Adjust the strings to the usual way ...)
I hope you turn off the light to us!
...
Bless me?
(Amen!)
Arts magic is
That blood can shed it.
Bless me?
(Amen!)
And the fuel is your heart.
Behind the facade of the dreams was a lie:
At our expense, he had his plan.
Against his will, he drove into the dungeon.
Help us escape from hell!
...
Shone on the stage brighter stars
But the tools are corroded.
They began to dance day and night.
Deprived of dancing, everyone forgot about us.
It was so long ago
We have changed in the face.
Gait easy step by step
Let's cross the line!
I thought we were just erased
Sold, tortured ...?
There is no way back!
We want to get away from here!
Listen!
Is it bad to walk underground,
If near a good friend?
(Your good friend!)
At any of the free seats sit down.
Cartoons, like us, do not lie!
(Do not lie!)
There is definitely a way out
For those who are weak.
Give us a little ink
And add a couple of bucks.
We will resurrect our performance,
Show everyone the class!
But please
You must believe in us!
...
(Adjust the strings to the usual way ...)
I hope you turn off the light to us!
...
Bless me?
(Amen!)
Arts magic is
That blood can shed it.
Bless me?
(Amen!)
And the fuel is your heart.
Behind the facade of the dreams was a lie:
At our expense, he had his plan.
Against his will, he drove into the dungeon.
Help us escape!
...
My lamb, sleep sweetly,
Bow your head
Dead or alive.
I am the keeper of keys
Who will give freedom to everyone:
I will return to the life of a demon.
This song will tell us where the light is:
Let's sing it with hope
Let there be no light in hell.
Sing on the notes given by me
To fulfill my caprice.
With that weapon you believed
I will light a fire!
How sometimes fate
Ironic and cruel:
All my want to die
Because of him, friends!
We were able to break it.
Your only way to salvation
Reconciliation!
Help us
Here the demon lock up!
Put an end!
...
- You're the ticket collector for this show, Henry.
-Do you trust them or us?
- Shit, if only it worked!
- You turned the car on.
So make up your mind!
...
Bless me?
Arts magic is
That blood can shed it.
Bless me?
And the fuel is your heart.
Behind the facade of dreams was a lie:
At our expense, he had his plan.
In the black and white world of us all, he was locked up!
At the mass of horror you are a guest!