Illnath

Third Act Lyrics



Once upon a time a man was cast into fields of evil

pleasure

The first act would trick him but become no kind of

treasure

In spite of what was behind the mirrors passion never

left his side

Regardless of the pain in his inner strife



In the second act in the book of sand he met a man of

mimes

And thought 'I must try to make you mine'



And that is the story of metamorphosis of his kin

He shed, and saw the second skin of harlequin



And even though some have tried to destroy his path

They found themselves drowning in their own bloodpath

So...



Lean back, enjoy the third act of Illnath

Lean back, enjoy the third act

Welcome to the theatre of madness



Lean back, enjoy the third act of Illnath

Lean back, enjoy the third act



I searched for this my entire life

And finally my time has come



After this nothing happened for a while

Waiting, searching, looking, for a new style

He heard the angelic voices calling

And his ancient legacy would no longer be stalling



The third act in the theatre of madness began with

change

Everything came together thewe was no more pain



The twistedness of the characters engaged

Had in the end taken away the short-handedness and rage



Welcome to the third act in the theatre of madness