Carnival Shroud -

Lashing a curse in the cold acid rain

Carving a smile with the blade of delusion

Colors bright but the smell is the same

The stench of puke that feeds your illusion remains

Whatever comes on the wind of promise

Shall bear the bliss of a thousand curses

Beneath a sulphur sky we’re drowning

We are the breed of an howling furnace

Fed by the tears of the muted masses

Beneath a carnival shroud we’re choking

Grey days replaced by plastic

Colors explode in a million of scars

Grit smiles stained by perpetual disease

Soul-sick ride on the brink of suicide

The carnival shroud

Omissis

Sulphur and honey merge

The carnival shroud

Relentless

Merciless chokehold

The struggle for at least some peace

Keeps tearing the senses apart

Can’t wait for a remedy

Now it’s better to ignore

Can’t control what is growing in me

Or this cursed lore