The Haunting Manor The Ghosts Of Our Past: A Cyanide Drop Lyrics

«Hopelessly, my husband was at my bedside.
His crystal tears crashed upon my pale face.»

All the lights was dim at this winter evening,
The crying violins embalmed the atmosphere of luxury
Gentlemen smoked cigar and ladies drank champagne.

All these fragrances filled the air and I guessed I was lacking of oxygen.
It seemed there was claws that perforated my neck,
My vision was blurred and my world was crashing down.
All these fragrances filled the air and I guessed I was lacking of oxygen.
Another mouthful of champagne, another drop of cyanide,
Another soul fades.

Hopelessly, my husband was at my bedside.
His crystal tears crashed upon my pale face.
Death was cordially invited
And he didn't decline the invitation.

This life is ephemeral but death is eternal.
You poisoned me, I'll never surrender.
This life is ephemeral but death is eternal.
You'll be eternally haunted.
Now I'm a ghost of your past.

Fragrance of death filled the air and I guessed I was dying
It seemed there was claws that perforated my neck,
My vision was blurred and my world was crashing down.
Another drop of cyanide, another soul fades.

Another mouthful of champagne,
Another drop of cyanide,
Another soul fades.

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