Testo di Bedlam Party

Check out who's at the door a war he brings or just simply plot here is the key ring jingles aloud which one you wish , I'll be your host Fill in the glasses for the last toast cunning maneuvers , so sharpen your claws at bedlam party is dancing the world the musics over but dancers won't stop Behind the dark , hollowed he stands these filthy hands are whipping through the air unfinished towers and fallen angels pathetic wisdom and shallow respect Empty are halls , the silence and desert is the place to go Now Dancing in the dark , crawling in the dirt dressed up in white , enemy's your friend Throwing the stones , waiting for more drowing in the dirt , enemy's your friend Throwing the stones , waiting for more drowning in the dirt , passion and pain !