In my playroom windows shut

Purple carpet, smell of slaughter

Waiting for the game to start

Setting all the toys in order

Shadows dancing on the walls

Weird sounds drill my ears

Playing with my pretty toys

Seeing death in their tears

Moony circle, yellow hole

On the blackened midnight curtain

What about your mortal soul

Is it still remain uncertain?

Death is just an open gate

Dive inside it, cross the border

Welcome to another state

Welcome to the Empty Quarter

Door is open, please come in

Toys are waiting for you coming

Join my endless suffering

Feel how slowly time is running

Would you like to have some drink?

Take a seat in rocking chair

Blood is colder than you think

Taste a bit and don't beware

So much horror you will feel

Noone felt so much before you

You will see how I can kill

Locked inside my paranoia

Thoughts and fears all hide away

Bloody stains on dirty ceiling

This is how I like to play

Having fun I like this feeling...