Demoniac Puppets Celebrations

Don't close your eyes, now you'll realize.
The ground is moving under your feet.
Was this scream out of your mouth,
your eyes wide open, you can´t believe.
A witch in the cellar,
now they slaughter a Baby.
Something bites you in your hand.
You´ve got so many questions,
but they won´t be answered,
you never ever heard about devil sessions.

Feel the pain of boiled blood,
over your skin and in your brain.
The puppets dance around the fire,
making sacrifice which is crying strange.
Now your feet are hanging to the ceiling,
fears in your eyes make them happy.
They are not precious, to anyone strangers
you never ever heard about devil sessions,
about devil sessions.

Feel the pain of boiled blood,
over your skin and in your brain.
The puppets dance around the fire,
making sacrifice which is crying strange.
A witch in the cellar,
now they slaughter a Baby.
Something bites you in your Hand.
You´ve got so many questions,
but they won´t be answered,
You never ever heard about devil sessions,
about devil sessions

Thank you scraprabbit89 for submitting this lyric.