Battle Over Rue D'Auseil

High up there on the top floor the highest place over Rue D'Auseil Lived a man called Erich Zann, violinist and composer Every night he played a sound, creepy and alluring But don't ask him about his tunes, if you don't want to be kicked out Not abominable and also not from this world A melody paired with screams of pain Something comes and someone comes he tries to defeat the great old one But every battle in this war took a part of his mind High up there on the top floor the highest place over Rue D'Auseil Lived a man called Erich Zann, violinist and composer Every night he played a sound, creepy and alluring But don't ask him about his tunes, if you don't want to be kicked out Not abominable and also not from this world A melody paired with screams of pain Something comes and someone comes he tries to defeat the great old one But every battle in this war took a part of his mind High up there on the top floor the highest place over Rue D'Auseil Lived a man called Erich Zann, violinist and composer Every night he played a sound, creepy and alluring But don't ask him about his tunes, if you don't want to be kicked out Not abominable and also not from this world A melody paired with screams of pain He played the violine all alone he absorbed the great olds song He lost his soul and rest of mind to guard the city and the people