Act 6 - Gallery Songtext
von Axamenta

To my dark and profane fiend, I kneel and beg of thee
"Spare me from more lies, art thou God′s grudge?"

"If thou hast brought to life, this bellowing machine
To whom do I kneel? Who is my judge?"

Tonight at last, this will end, for I want to cleanse this bloodstain
Art thou God's grudge?
And I avow I′ll repent to You, and mount the stairs again
To the spires

Deep in Maggie's stone foundation
Awaits a spiral staircase that leads to salvation


Bronzen beasts, growing rampant
Seal this March's eve
Deafening, rumbling
As I approach the bourdon bell

Atop the belfry, the mechanical pounding summits in suspense
As the county fair′s kaleidoscopic lights bleed into the Thames
A violent brawl stirs the night upon the Westminster Bridge below
Kneeling under the spires
My catharsis is brought by another carrion crow

I feared the blame

"Brother mine
No longer will I let you dwell alone in the shadow of Death
I beg of thee
Absolve me, as I consecrate to you my final breath"

I bow in shame


And at the last singing echoes of the witch′s hour bell
Through the sudden silence
An eerily familiar tune petrifies my every cell