Tyrants Songtext
von Maragda

Bleeding sky bring in the horizon
Goosebumps when tyrants arise
Sinking sun, I′ll greet their arrival
A glowing pyre and a sharp scythe

Good vibrations, bad vibrations
Blame it on my equilibrium
Must be tricks of my imagination
Realization, delirium
Get out of my sight


Ghostly eyes seek my attention
Bid farewell to my afflicted heart
Double mirror reflecting a million
Wicked visions from inside of mine

Good vibrations bad vibrations
Blame it on my equilibrium
Must be tricks of my imagination
Realization, delirium

Magic trinkets for protection
Will I ever set myself free
These tyrants are my own creation
I will shut them up in the grave with me
And take them out of my mind