Vista previa
In the middle of the night when the full moon is in the sky
He is stalking through the forest searching sad clowns
They have stolen the head of Christ and now he wants revenge
Christ is wandering in the evil night with an axe in his hand
He is looking for his head without truce, the darkness of his universe of death
An hyperbolic force acts on figure of headless Christ
Night is bleeding to bless the victims on their way
This is the curse of headless Christ!
The curse of headless Christ!
This is the curse of headless Christ!
The curse of headless Christ!
I trust in the night, I trust in the curse of Christ
All is black in this world, all is cruelty in this wood
Heaven is crying bloody tears to consecrate lost souls
Blood on the frozen lake, blood on the neglected humanity!
In the night, in the silence crushing, you can hear, like an hammer, his steps
Looking through the haunted light,where the silence immerse me, I cant escape from this curse