Valhallabÿ Songtext
von CHERRYBEATS

She′s in the back of the theater lounging
Softly laughing up her sleeve
A billion shows, still it doesn't get old
The great human tragicomedy
Oh she′s heard all variations
Of bitter should've-would've-could′ve done
Some plead, some demand but
In the end she gets every single one

She got them black-hole eyes
Cloak, scythe and professional smile
On her lips a valhallaby
She′s the one who'll puts the chairs on the tables
She′s the one who'll turn off the lights
Once every living creature′s died


There was a time when she took wicked pleasure
In foiling desperate schemes
These days she's left with benevolent pity
For these strange confusion-ridden beings
Oh she′s heard all lamentations
Of bitter should've-would've-could′ve been
She accepts any wager, cause she knows nobody ever wins

She got them black-hole eyes
Cloak, scythe and professional smile
On her lips a valhallaby
She′s the one who'll puts the chairs on the tables
She′s the one who'll turn off the lights
Once every living creature′s died

And it's never been a matter of mercy
She reaps whatever we sow
That′s just the fucking way she goes
That's the way she goes
That's the way she goes
And everyone′s dying to meet her
And everyone′s dying to meet her
And everyone's dying to meet her
So why the hell are they all scared to death of her