Mad House

You all are marionette dolls with fading eyes I am the master of the blind but I'm faceless Day by day your souls turns to dust and I blow you life away like nothing You can't escape You're attached to my strings that will drag you down in the flames You are my children, my puppets Living in my mad house And soon you'll be buried alive I'm the spirit of death, I'll take what I desire The voices from my puppets are singing Their songs of regret and anxiety But I make the fall in reverse and I drain there veins of the last drop of life You can't escape You're attached to my strings that will drag you down in the flames You are my children, my puppets Living in my mad house And soon you'll be buried alive I'm the spirit of death, I'll take what I desire It all will end In my mad house It all will end At the break of dawn! You Can't escape You Can't escape You Can't escape You Can't escape!