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TWISTED TOWER DIRE LYRICS
"The Secret Demos" (2002 EP)
1. When the Daylight Fades
2. Final Stand
3. Queen of the Reich
4. Temples of Syrinx
1. When the Daylight Fades
Shadows grow longer, my heart grows colder
Unsure of what the moonlight will bring
Feel the darkness falling, hear their voices calling
They're calling out my name, in the night their searching
Vengeance from the grave but my soul will be saved
When the daylight fades
Visions form a past like keep coming
Never to leave me in peace
Time holds the secretsk, my mind knows the weakness
Pulling me under, my soul torn asunder
Is my reflection, a form of deception?
Help me to free, help me to release them!
2. Final Stand
3. Queen of the Reich
In the dead of night
She'll come and take you away
Searing beams of light and thunder
Over blackened plains
She will find her way
Flying high through the night
She will hide your fate
As she takes your soul from under
And the blinding light of the castle fades
There is no escape
It's the ending of your precious life
Your soul slipped away
It belongs to the Queen of the Reich
The Queen of the Reich
Yeah she's coming for you
You're fading away
Your life cast astray
A victim the beast shall obtain
The light will not shine
For you'll die tonight at her shrine
And black is the last thing you'll see
Over and over
Dreams of dying fill your head
It's the sign of the cross
That you'll find ahead
No one will answer
The light is fading away
Captive souls are screaming out in pain
There is no escape
It's the ending of your precious life
Your soul slipped away
It belongs to the Queen of the Reich
You're fading away, No, No, No
The Queen of the Reich
You're slipping away, yeah
The Queen of the Reich
4. Temples of Syrinx
We've taken care of everything
The words you hear the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to you eyes.
It's one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.
Look around this world we made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh what a nice contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.
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