Текст, перевод и аккорды “Third Act”
- Once upon a time a man was cast into fields of evil pleasure The first act would trick him but become no kind of treasure In spite of what was behind the mirrors passion never left his side Regardless of the pain in his inner strife In the second act in the book of sand he met a man of mimes And thought 'I must try to make you mine' And that is the story of metamorphosis of his kin He shed, and saw the second skin of harlequin And even though some have tried to destroy his path They found themselves drowning in their own bloodpath So... Lean back, enjoy the third act of Illnath Lean back, enjoy the third act Welcome to the theatre of madness Lean back, enjoy the third act of Illnath Lean back, enjoy the third act I searched for this my entire life And finally my time has come After this nothing happened for a while Waiting, searching, looking, for a new style He heard the angelic voices calling And his ancient legacy would no longer be stalling The third act in the theatre of madness began with change Everything came together thewe was no more pain The twistedness of the characters engaged Had in the end taken away the short-handedness and rage Welcome to the third act in the theatre of madness
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