Mary Whispers Of Death - Blood Red Throne

　　Dreams of the murdering art

　　Mary see through the eyes of the dying

　　Hear their screams, horror seed

　　wrapped in human skin, entangled in pain

　　She wishes she will never dream again

　　opening the chest, heart beats cease

　　blade so sharp, head and shoulders cut apart

　　Dreams from the underworld

　　Dreams of a murders art

　　Tempted by blood, Bleed for me,

　　close your eyes and let my knife set your soul free

　　A new victim lay by the killers feet,

　　See the dying vision

　　a pittyful pray for existance

　　Death bringer enrich her horror world

　　Dreams from the underworld

　　Dreams of a murders art

　　Tempted by blood, Bleed for me,

　　close your eyes and let my knife set your soul free

　　Murder - the beginning of her end

　　blood - of the deceased

　　soul - cleansed by victims weep

　　Dying - Before her feet

　　tears forced by pain

　　cut them up and drink from their veins