Testo The Devil's Carnival

There's a witch at the door,
A holy mist upon the moor,
I'm alone as I stare across the plains.
Join us tonight for the carnival of light,
there'll be demons holding devils wearing chains.

How does it feel?
How does it feel? As you stare with your eyes across the plain,
as you stare with your eyes across the plain.
Well I heard you went alone,
through the oceans to your home,
you had nothing but the sound of your own heart,
I heard you drifted by,
through the shadows in the sky,
I heard you died all alone in the dark.

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Time after time, life after life,
time after time, life after life.
Time after, time after time.
Time after, time after time.