Songtext von Plano Furado Iii (Le Bal Masqué)

Lights! Debutantes will play this part - will wear this mortal shell Call to act - fresh minds from hell Weapons will spill their blood - my joy, their wasted blood Taken away My play Their death Enjoy Taken away Dressed as thieves, hunt for money Take a bank, deaths, panic, screams Suddenly the cops start to appear Sacrificial goats meet their end More deaths, mistakes, no second plan Nowhere to turn Running away Their blood spilled Pathetically, they run away Their blood spilled Run to die Their blood spilled Run deeper into the bank Their blood spilled When they die Throw them away Hid inside an empty safe Bleeding wounds, they start making their prayers Agony, they don't have much time The smell of gas takes the air The floor is filled with their blood and guts They're begging you: "please kill me now" Denied by god ages away The dark side takes me I create despair, for fun i kill You watch my show (x2) Come watch my show