[FOREWORD: You cannot make Puppets out of dead people´s bodies, and then bring them to life for real. Even if you could, DON´T TRY!!! The following story is mostly written from the nightmares of a sick child. A sick child, who still can´t find the Light. Me.]

[Diamond/ Diamond]

Midnight...I see the snow that´s falling
Midnight...Still hanging on this wall

I´m thinking back in time
To when there was still a life
Free of misery
Oh...But it was never to be

Midnight...I see the snow that´s falling
Midnight...And still you´re haunting me

I´m thinking back in time
To the cellar in the darkest night
All the misery
All...The blood I had to see

Midnight...Midnight...Midnight...Midnight...
They´re ready for the show
Now the blood must flow
They´re waiting above
Oh Noooo!

"Let the show begin"