In my playroom windows shut  Purple carpet, smell of slaughter  Waiting for the game to start  Setting all the toys in order  Shadows dancing on the walls  Weird sounds drill my ears  Playing with my pretty toys  Seeing death in their tears  Moony circle, yellow hole  On the blackened midnight curtain  What about your mortal soul  Is it still remain uncertain?  Death is just an open gate  Dive inside it, cross the border  Welcome to another state  Welcome to the Empty Quarter  Door is open, please come in  Toys are waiting for you coming  Join my endless suffering  Feel how slowly time is running  Would you like to have some drink?  Take a seat in rocking chair  Blood is colder than you think  Taste a bit and don't beware  So much horror you will feel  Noone felt so much before you  You will see how I can kill  Locked inside my paranoia  Thoughts and fears all hide away  Bloody stains on dirty ceiling  This is how I like to play  Having fun I like this feeling...