Morgul - The Horror Grandeur lyrics

I can think of a thousand ways to k** you but none so cruel as keeping you alive Ghastly horrific grandeur symphonic decadence violent strings distorted tunes on crippled wings So you og 'round and around to this, such a frightful overture a carusel of insanity and the clowns of the show are us Spread the great plague and d**h reeking with splendour rattle your puppet limbs to the orchestra's song A masquerade ball to which you have been summoned a gathering of the demented The clowns of the show are us the mad conductors of the horror grandeur you have gor the resemblance of a pig, young man and you shall have peace the prospect of d**h and the hope of hell the comedy is over