The Eerie Obzidian Circuz

Diabolical Masquerade

You are on my will 
Pathetic humans

Bloodstained Lips Drawn Back From teeth
To Reveal a Wide Humourless Grin 
Lifeless Eyes in a Cold Black Stare 
Three Years in The Grave - Undead Presence 
Riding the Winds of Harvest 
Bloodline of the Sand and Soul 
Miracles of the Undeserted 
Descending From the Vault Above
When the Cirkuz Comes To Town
Beware of Who's the Clown
Drawn To Jolly Children Laughter
The Devilman is Here in After...
Demons Clad In Black 
Demons Don't Wear White
Tearing... 
Tearing You Apart... 
They are Tearing You Apart...