paroles de chanson Mephisto - Moonspell
As
madmen,
some
hung
head
down
From
a
long
dead
tree
Some
discuss,
all
at
once
For
no
one
to
hear
Variations
on
emptiness
Great
themes
on
vain
glory
And
as
some
go
feral
in
strange
performances
Dressing
customs
that
are
metaphors
Of
your
disease
Hungry
eyes
are
looking
for
Me...
Mephisto
Laughing,
I
feed
you
With
meaningless
games,
tricks
and
philosophies
Whose
answers
you
would
die
for
In
your
hunger
to
believe
How
it
does
amuse
Me
And
makes
Me
wonder
For
how
long
that
it
was
Mine
Because
now
it
does
really
inflame
Me
As
if
ignorance
was
my
secret
desire...
Mephisto
I
am
an
angel
who
dresses
in
red
Riding
above
you,
etching
fire
rings
I
have
learned
to
fly
Don′t
you
remember?
While
you
still
have
not
come
down
From
your
long-dead
tree
I
can
teach
you
wonders
if
you
give
me
your
soul
Marvels
and
wild
dreams
can
be
yours
I
can
teach
you
how
iron
turns
to
gold
And
how
life
can
grow
so
old
But
I
am
a
demon
who
dresses
in
red
And
I
do
not
hope
you
will
understand...
Mephisto
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1 From Lowering Skies
2 Alma Mater
3 Vampiria
4 The Southern Deathstyle
5 Everything Invaded
6 Opium
7 Devilred
8 Abysmo
9 Ruin & Misery
10 Mephisto
11 Full Moon Madness
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