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Aony Café - rock'n'roll-lyrics

three towns - a trilogy

Aony Café - rock'n'roll-lyrics

Call Of CTHULHU
Car Brandt

I open the door to the wonder, the unholy stench is a fact. Diciple of the old who is yonder, member of an unspeakable pact.

So shudder in the dawn, of the great old one…

My eyes glows but my sermon is cold, I do prepare for his return. The dark clergyman of the old, invocation makes the air burn.

So shudder in the dawn, of the great old one…

That is not dead wich can eternal lies,
within strange eons even death may die…

Dreaming in its house in r'lyhe, great Cthulhu waits to raise once more.
He'll make hell freeze and heaven frye, and earth will be tremble in his roar.

So shudder in the dawn, of the great old one…

That is not dead wich can eternal lies,
within strange eons even death may die…



7th son of a 7th son
Carl Brandt

Im the seventh son of the seventh son,
I never regret what I have done
A was born at midnight and I never seen the light
Im the seventh son of the seventh son

When people meet me they try to run,
but I always finish what I've begun
I wanna felel their fright when I give them my lovebite
Im the seventh son of the seventh son

Forget your fear, a 1000 year of undeath is what I offer…

You learned its me you ought to shun,
but you shouldn't have listen to anyone
I'll give you insight, and you'll know that I'm right
Im the seventh son of the seventh son

I'm sad to leave you in the deadly son,
but if I don't I'll soon be gone
It is much to bright the only thing I cant fight
Im the seventh son of the seventh son

Forget your fear, a 1000 year of undeath is what I offer…



He Who Whispers In The Dark
Carl Brandt

Nyarlathotep; im the last in this crawling chaos,
and I'll tell the audient void about he who whispers in the dark

You can hide try to run, step inside try to shun.
From the shadow out of time, out of time

He's out of reach, always there. Sticks like a leech it's your share in the shadow out of time, out of time

You can never escape from… he who whispers in the dark

Iä shub niggurath, the black goat from the woods with a thousand young, far beyond space and time. He's gonna get you, he's gonna get you, he's gonna get…

He's in your head, rape your mind. Until you're dead and left behind in the shadow out of time, out of time

You can never escape from… he who whispers in the dark



Haunted House In Arkham
Carl Brandt

Just like the mud in the svamps embrace,
like the rain that flees the sky.
And the mirror that wear your face,
well my friend you are born to die…

Welcome to my house in Arkham, to the place where nightmare's born. Yea my haunted house in Arkham, where your soul will be torned…

Through the tunnel to the distant light,
a journey everyone must make.
The fire of damnation burns so bright,
your soul is mine to take…

Welcome to my house in Arkham, to the place where nightmare's born. Yea my haunted house in Arkham, where your soul will be torned…

I see the dark side of the universe yawning,
that's where the black planet roll without aim.
That's where they roll with their horror unheeded,
without knowledge lustre or namne.

This is the place where anguish dwells,
the worst nightmare will come true.
For you my friend and for everybody else,
your room is waiting for you…

Welcome to my house in Arkham, to the place where nightmare's born. Yea my haunted house in Arkham, where your soul will be torned…



Sleeptime
Carl Brandt

Sleeptime… well it is sleeptime

My sand just running through
and there is nothing I can do

Sleeptime… well it is sleeptime

The bootle is my lust
soon my glas fills up with dust

Sleeptime… well it is sleeptime

It was a long ago I decide
to comit my slowely suicide

Sleeptime… well it is sleeptime

So I lived out my intox
and I finnaly hit the box

Sleeptime… well it is sleeptime

Sleeptime… well it is...


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