1. COME IN...

Come in and pay the ticket for the Circus of Damnation


2. IN SPECIEM CADAVERIS

Going blind from a light out from the womb
It's cold,it's life,it seems already death
As marionettes in the hands of the unknown we go on

In Speciem Cadaveris

Laying down in a bed among violet flowers
Too late to explain the happiness
To appreciate us your mistakes
But the mirror faces the truth and the reality of guiltness

In Speciem Cadaveris