Theatre of Horror

歌詞

Dragged before the blood court Soon his fate shall be sealed Will he be hanged from the gallows or broken upon the wheel? The white staff of justice breaks before the condemned And so it has been decreed by the sword he shall meet his end Marched through the streets in your own funeral procession The crimson banner, your epitaph The bloodthirsty mob demands his head Theatre of horror A macabre spectacle The final act in this drama of sin The executioner awaits the command with sharpened steel in hand Ready the sword, the time has come to render justice unto the damned Smite at his neck, sever the head Arterial spray showers the crowd in a brilliant flash of red Hands tightly bound behind your back The crowd awaiting your final gasp The bloodthirsty mob demands his head Horrified spectators behold brutality Grotesque entertainment, morbid curiosity