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Carach Angren

Tragedy Ever After

 

Tragedy Ever After

(album: This Is No Fairytale - 2015)


She opens her eyes
Her face is covered in blood
She appears to be surrounded by twisted trees
In this abysmal dream
Under a toxic blood red sky
Ghostly clouds quickly passing by

"Please! Can someone tell me
This place wherein I dwell
Where does it reside between heaven and hell?
Am I dead? Am I dead?"

But her questions merely echo
Away into nothingness
There are voices calling her name
From the blackest corners
Of this phantasmal void
"Gretel, join us! Join us! Join us in death"
Malevolent entities shaped and twisted in hideous ways
No mind of human kind
Could have architected such an infernal place

Under a toxic blood red sky
Ghostly clouds quickly passing by

"Please! Can someone set me free!
I'm being held in a nightmare
I'm kept in purgatory!"

Finally she stumbles on this trail made of candy
Like a hungry bird feeding on crumbs of bread
Consuming them one by one
Hopefully this trail of delicacy leads towards
A better place ahead
But no, it leads her further and further into the darkness
It reeks of burning flesh
Then the trail suddenly ends...

There's a dark presence lurking in the shadows
It just entered purgatory
Because the body was cauterized
Within the fires of reality
The spectral corpse of the clown was heavily burned
Her brother's murderer has returned...

A stifling feeling when his charred hands take hold of her
She cannot move
She cannot defend herself
When will this suffocating dream finally end?

The stench of burnt flesh becomes the smell of alcohol
And when her bastard father shuts the door behind him
She realizes: It was just a dream
The real nightmare continues in reality

There's no place like home
There's no place like home

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