Crooked Leech Songtext
von Acranius

The castle stands upon the mountain′s peak
With snow that dances by its twisted spires
The guards collect the homeless and the weak
And guide them to a house with beds and fires

The men sing thanks and praise their gentle king
For giving them a home as winter swells
The guards retreat as seven starts to ring

And echoes from the chapels aging bells
Within the house the liquor starts to flow
Thе nature of men begins to show
Whеn they demand a royal crown and cloak


And echoes from the chapels aging bells
Within the house the liquor starts to flow
The nature of men begins to show
When they demand a royal crown and cloak

Horizons bend as daylight starts to fall
And stars once timid glisten in the dark

As flames erupt and breathe a bellowed roar
The waves of orange engulf the men alive
Their boiled blood expels from every pore
By order of the court, the leech will not survive

The burning screams of dying men decay
As all the heat of their destruction thrives
In breaths of ash the embers fly away
As ordered by the court, no man within survives
Survives