Twilight Fate - Viking

Children working overtime

To satisfy his whims

Off scot free?

Well I think not

The three invade his dreams…

You won’t be back toMorrow Vic

Sneak preview never comes

What a waste for just a taste

Of blood filling your lungs

He took away two children’s lives

For entertainment’s sake

No thoughts for naught but his alone

Their blood was his to slake

Where were the stunt men paid so much

To take away the risk?

The government inspectors

Preventing things like this

Decapitaion brings frustration

And sorrow to the soul

All the lawyers getting rich

In this the headless hole

(Solo: Ron, solo: Brett)

Children working overtime

A fate we’d surely dread

Please, just one last question sir

Did they ever find his head?

The man who brought us fantasy

Has stung us with reality