Mary Whispers Of Death - Blood Red Throne

Dreams of the murdering art

Mary see through the eyes of the dying

Hear their screams, horror seed

Wrapped in human skin, entangled in pain

She wishes she will never dream again

Opening the chest, heart beats cease

Blade so sharp, head and shoulders cut apart

Dreams from the underworld

Dreams of a murders art

Tempted by blood, Bleed for me

Close your eyes and let my knife set your soul free

A new victim lay by the killers feet

See the dying vision

A pittyful pray for existence

Death bringer enrich her horror world

Dreams from the underworld

Dreams of a murders art

Tempted by blood, Bleed for me

Close your eyes and let my knife set your soul free

Murder — the beginning of her end

Blood — of the deceased

Soul — cleansed by victims weep

Dying — Before her feet

Tears forced by pain

Cut them up and drink from their veins