Carnival of souls - dancing ghouls of the dead
Carnival of souls - True spirits of the dead
Analyzing the wreckage of civilization
Relics of ourselves lie hollow from the rot
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From atomic winter, into eternal ice-age
The ice-cold end, to a meaningless life
From ages of rest, into aeons of oblivion
A night black shadow, stealing our souls
Carnival of souls...
A dead void where the future is the fucking past
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Carnival of souls...
