Texty piesní Cemetery of Scream

Cemetery of Scream

In His Room

In his room - an alien aura

Glass-pipes ,mortars,golden vessels

He knows all,but he must hurry

Working on what seems so precious

He's gonna turn this steel into gold

Applying magic and using his Stone

The artefact he stole from the gods

He'll pay the price - and he says:why not?

Like any searcher, he'd never give up

He keeps on trying to see what is what

He sold his soul a long time ago

He'll pay it back when death takes its toll

In his room - an alien aura

Glass-pipes, mortars, golden vessels

He knows all, but he must hurry

Working on what seems so precious

In the world he cannot enter

Something strange is soon to happen

And he had better find the centre

Of this compicated pattern

Although so close, he ain't reached his goal

Can't stop the race against the clock

He's gonna turn this steel into gold

He's got the key but it don't fit the lock

His bleeding hands no longer feel pain

Why must he do it again and again?

Another move and another try

The later answer - the sooner he'll die

He's aware of the things to come

He should end what he has begun

Wishes he could have more time

In the cards - a cruel future

There is a crack across the mirror

That's a very scary picture

And it's slowly getting nearer

In the world he cannot enter

Something strange is soon to happen

Will he ever find the centre

Of this complicated pattern?