Did you ever see shoes are lying in the streets?

Brand new clothing, a pilgrim with no deeds? No way!



Did you ever think, who would throw it away?

A case of confusion? Madness on its way?



Silence, dead of the night

Killers, lurking behind



Darkness falls, the serpent strikes

A secret calls in the mask of the night



Why should it happen a hundred times a year?

A secret behind that should rouse our fear?



Millions of people disappearing year by year

Leaving no trace or did they just go out of here?

Long told stories tell a blackened man awaits

Minotaurs meal, through bones and blood he wades