Shadows In The Chronicles

(Verse 1) Silent steps in a dark alley, fear constricts your throat, the newspapers write again that another city has frozen. It's not a movie, it's not a myth from ancient centuries, murderers walk among us, collecting victims. An ominous smile, empty eyes, cold logic, I was looking forward to the chapter, what about Gacy - names that inspire terror, left behind only bloody devastation and blood. (Chorus) Monsters of flesh and bone, who know no compassion, hunt at night, when you start to wander in fear. Shadows in the chronicles, fingerprints on the cold wall, mass murderers write the history of human perversion. No one hears your scream, when the lights in the hall go out, this bloody dance continues on and on. (Verse 2) The collection of deep-seated human lives, which they do not know no guiltThey decide, they don't know their own. who will live on, their mind is a labyrinth from which there is no escape or departure. Fascination with evil, profiling, police futility, for them every next thwarted face is just joy. They plan schemes, rituals, a perfectly clean cut, in their twisted world tomorrow means today. (Chorus) Monsters of flesh and blood, who know no compassion, hunt at night when yours begins to wander in fear. Shadows in the chronicles, human fingerprints on the cold wall, who knows, you scream, when the lights in the hall go out, this bloody dance continues on and on. (Outro) The footsteps have fallen silent... only coldness remains in the room. Who will be next? Who will not be able to sleep? The chronicle is open. And the shadows are waiting.