Soaring Over Dead Rooms - Diabolical Masquerade

Blinding light, forced from within his crypt

Evergreen mounds turning red to fire

As I’m heading higher, clear the fire

Boast your light, crushing to dust

Nowhere, got to flee on footsteps while there’s time

Teaching his every space of desire

Red Alert, for can’t you hear the

That’s it now, dig deep

Climb through madness