May we entertain you?. May we see you smile?. I will do some kicks. I will do some tricks. (Sing out, Louise, sing out). . I'll tell you a story. I'll dance when she's done.
[Music and lyrics by Vargher]. . I am the one you fear, the shadow in the night. I move without a sound. I am the Reaper, you better grip your soul tight.
The world is full of married men. With wives who never understand. They're lookin' for someone to share. The excitement of a love affair. . And just as soon as they find you.
As the Ripper returned from the dark. With a strong urge for blood. Seven deadly blades, with the devil's mark. Satanic tools to slay the ones of God.
Of course i have new motivations for staying slim and georgous, you see i recently got married,. i hope that means you are wishing me well and not congratulations on finally landing some poor worm, Yes i got married, of course i wasn't the urge to cojoin that faithful weekend, lots of girls got married that weekend.
Are you still there?. Are you even listening. Don't give up. There is another way. Lay me to rest. I'm sure you did your past. I've done this too long.
[Music and lyrics by Vargher]. . Prowling the streets, dressed all in black. As he enters your home, no turning back. A soldier of Satan, determined to win.
Have I stopped to think about these moments in between. Concerned not with life, while existence stands at the edge of a knife. We eat the lies then drink and dance to the insect song.
I wait alone here in the Mexican sunlight. But the Mexican sunlight seems so lifeless and cold. Sad and forlorn, I try to find consolession. With a man desperession, I cannot withhold.
[Music and lyrics by Vargher]. . Demonic beauty, they'll steal your light. Rejecting christ, embracing might. Seducing evil. You'll fall from grace. Rise, Demons Rise.
Closed eyes that walk among us, building castles in the air. Lost in degeneration, absence in all you know. Shed skin to hide reflection leaving no trail behind.
A boy went back to Napoli,. because he missed the scenery,. the native dancers and the charming songs.. But wait a minute, something's wrong.. . Hey! Hey!.
plotting the final battle. the day of armmegeddon. the final ones rise. to rule the thrones. the demon behind the madness. waits and watches. the war takes place.
I've got some records here. To put you in the mood.. The phone is off the hook. So no one can intrude.. I feel romantic. And the record changes automatic, baby..
We pray to the man made god. Our identity all but lost. Ever searching to find yourself. Through this maelstrom of corporate hell. The bending sea attacks the weak.