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• Artiste: The Blood Brothers
• Titre: Six Nightmares At The Pinball Masquerade
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When the french maids cigarette turns burns like a boiling tapeworm (that was really something baby, that was really something baby) When the chandeleers shatter, your guest's gowns turn to tatters, the portraits just chatter (that was really something baby, that was really something baby) Can you feel your sweat beading porcelin? Your skeleton outgrowing it's skin? It's the pinball masquerade.... (that was really something baby) Oh Oh Oh I saw the curtains of hair, Oh Oh Oh I saw my fingers tear. They said "we are the six nightmares (oh yeah) we are the six nightmares (oh yeah). we are the six nightmares (oh yeah). Oh Oh Oh I saw the face of a girl oh oh oh strapped to a poison pear oh oh oh she said: "we are the six nightmares (oh yeah) we are the six nightmares (oh yeah) we are the six nightmares (oh yeah)" I saw a millionaire eat his shadow, I saw a water clock beat a widow they said if one man's life is the sum of something I want to see your fears materializing!" Where are the six nightmares where are the six nightmares where are the six nightmares where are the six nightmares at this costume bash? Open your throat look in the raw gash! Six Nightmares At The Pinball Masquerade You held each other by well groomed hands, mumbling prayers to a neglected jesus. The matradees quiver as they watch you shiver as the mask and the mouth knit into each other. Our laughter was deafining but our lips but our lips but our lips were trembling. Our laughter was deafining but our lips but our lips but our lips were trembling Now the lady with the peacock mask, is writhing around in broken monicle glass, imprisoned like a beetle laying on it's back, and the man striped up and clawed calico like a cat, is trapped forever looking like that. "all your luxury, all your well hidden trash, all your empty wine bottles disguised as class, all the bastard children you pay off, all the money it takes for you to get off. "May i have this dance?" the dark dealer takes your hands... All your memories all your forgotten plans/one night stands; they are the six nightmares at the masquerade, they are the six nightmares at the masquerade, they are the six nightmares at the masquerade. we are the six nightmares at the masquerade we are the six nightmares at the masquerade Oh Oh Oh I saw the mirrors cringe Oh Oh Oh the choir voices bend Oh Oh Oh the costume in my skin...they said "we are the six nightmares (oh yeah!) we are the six nightmares (oh yeah) we are the six nightmares. WE ARE THE SIX NIGHTMARES!" We are the six nightmares at the masquerade. We are the six nightmares!