Текст песни Radiant Records - Gospel of Dismay

You are now a guest in an underground cabaret!
(Tell me your name!)
I wanted to run away, tell everything, but in the basement you are like in a prison.
(Oh Henry you are not nice to us!)
Everything is more curious, friend,
Than it seems at first.
Putting electricity into the studio
you revived us all.
Feel the rhythm that filled the whole hall.
Otherwise, a lethal outcome awaits!
But the music
Will never subside!
Listen!
The genius who created
The car that breathed life into us!
The time has come to convene the group.
Forget hell, it's over.
On drums to the beat
Knock, keep up.
Play the piano.
Experience the sacred thrill!
While the song sounds in the night
Must come to life
Vicar of Satan!
You will lead us!
...
(Tune the strings to the usual way ...)
I hope you turn off the lights for us!
...
Bless me?
(Amen!)
The art of magic is
That it can shed blood.
Bless me?
(Amen!)
And the fuel is your heart.
There was a lie behind the facade of dreams:
At our expense, he had his own plan.
Against my will, I drove back into the dungeon.
Help us escape from hell!
...
Shone on the stage brighter than the stars
But the tools were corroded by rust.
Dancing began to spend day and night.
Deprived of dancing, everyone forgot about us.
It was so long ago
Our face has changed.
Easy gait step by step
Let's cross the line!
I thought we were just erased,
Sold, tortured ...?
There is no way back!
We want to get away from here!
Listen!
Is it bad to walk underground
If a good friend is near?
(Your good friend!)
Sit on any of the free seats.
Cartoons like us don't lie!
(They won't lie!)
There is definitely a way out
For those who are weak.
Give us a drop of ink
And add a couple of bucks.
We will resurrect our performance
Let's show everyone the class!
But please,
You have to believe in us!
...
(Tune the strings to the usual way ...)
I hope you turn off the lights for us!
...
Bless me?
(Amen!)
The art of magic is
That it can shed blood.
Bless me?
(Amen!)
And the fuel is your heart.
There was a lie behind the facade of dreams:
At our expense, he had his own plan.
Against my will, I drove back into the dungeon.
Help us escape!
...
My lamb, sleep in a sweet dream,
Bend your head
Are you dead or alive.
I am that keeper of the keys
Who will give freedom to everyone:
I will bring the demon back to life.
This song will show us where the light is:
Let's sing it with hope
Let there be no light in hell.
Sing to the notes I gave
To fulfill my whim.
With the tool that you believed
Light a fire!
How sometimes fate
Ironic and cruel:
All mine want to die
Friends because of him!
We were able to break him.
Your only path to salvation
Reconciliation!
Help us
Lock up the demon here!
Let's end it!
...
- You're the ticket taker for this show, Henry.
-Will you believe them or us?
- Damn, at least it worked!
-You turned on the car.
So dare to check!
...
Bless me?
The art of magic is
That it can shed blood.
Bless me?
And the fuel is your heart.
Behind the facade of dreams was a lie:
He had his own plan for us.
He locked us all in the black and white world!
You are a guest at the mass of horrors!