Strings Of Sanity Songtext
von Don't Drop The Sword

His world of beauty lay beyond the things we know and see
The old man′s violin was his voice – how it called to me!
From the attic music came, peculiarly composed
Tempting fascination in his haunting notes

(Horror is creeping up on me)
String by string
The veil is torn apart
Strain by strain
Cold fear takes my heart
(Slowly striking its roots in me)

A nocturnal trial
The sound of his viol
Playing my strings of sanity
Woe finds its way
Into Rue d'Auseil,
Fraying my strings of sanity


Many a time I stood entranced before his door
The dread of vague wonder crept into my very core
Until one night when from inside cacophony would rise
The shrieking of his viol and his voiceless cries

(Horror is creeping up on me)
String by string
The veil is torn apart
Strain by strain
Cold fear takes my heart
(Slowly striking its roots in me)

A nocturnal trial
The sound of his viol
Playing my strings of sanity
Woe finds its way
Into Rue d′Auseil,
Fraying my strings of sanity

A storm arose from far beyond the world we see and know
The old man's violin frantically made pandemonium grow
In the attic mayhem reigned and chaos was composed
Terrifying anguish in his haunting notes


(Horror is creeping up on me)
String by string
The veil is torn apart
Strain by strain
Cold fear takes my heart
(Slowly striking its roots in me)

A nocturnal trial
The sound of his viol
Playing my strings of sanity
His secret will stay
Here in Rue d'Auseil,
Fraying my strings of sanity