The Jesters Shadow

The night reflects the game of the jester, a crazy shadow that plays with rays of moonlight
 He has a great hat with little bells on his head. Their sound reveals the end of another life
 On the walls of the cemeteries you can see his shadow, while the eternal night calls another creature of God
 The shadow during his eternal dance shows sharp claws that scratch the night and she bleeds
 He jumps and runs without truce in Macabria... waits... and is licking tears of buried humanity
 Of the forgotten... the night of resurrection shadows... Green flames on the graves are dancing with the jester
 You are a shadow that in life is looking for man light but you are sentenced to eternal darkness and pain
 Your blood is our life and your screams are a sweet melody for us
 Shadows are waiting your unholy-ness The Jester
 Like humanity the night of resurrection is near: tears... you will descend on this lost place