Two Flies Flew Into a Black Sugar Cobweb – Carach Angren – letras

They have to goGet out of the house!Get out of the house!Leave! Right now!They need help!But no soul seems to be aroundGhastly are the calls of some black crowsShrieking outsideAs if these creatures sense the factThat someone inside just dieTraumatized and shocked!With trembling hands the girl grabs a piece of pieA bottle of water, a knife for protectionAnd throws all that in a plastic bagRun!The monster is still asleepAnd his two children run fast while the weepDriven by an intense anxietyThe second escape to safetyThey will never forgetSuch a devastating sightThe image of their mother’sSuccessful suicideThey definitely learnt the hard wayFrom their mistakeThere’s another path through the woodsThey now will takeThe children are tired and afraidThey wents astray from the only pathThey are now lost in the cold depths of these baleful woodsThe dark is getting thicker and thicker and thickerOh… Come little brother, we must seek shelter nowWe will wait until the next dayAt dawn we will find the wayOh thank God, daylight!It was a most frightening and dreary nightThe sun simles friendly down upon this placeIt lights a path out of this mazeThe forest is now behind themAnd the city has been foundThough their attention gets drawnTo a small weatherworn playgroundHungry, thirstySuch an exhausting journeyCatching their breaths on a scratched benchNext to a rusty slideHere hangs a filthy stenchThey hear a squeaking soundAnd someone suddenly begins to singA man dressed up as a clown, singing songsOn the swingHis face seems friendlyBut also kind of sickAnd… Ta-da!He makes their sorrows shortly disappearBy performing a magic trickOh childrenThere is a house built of gingerbreadCovered with cakes and a thousand sweetsIt is mineFollow meYou will seeYou can eatYou’ll be warmYou’ll be just fineHe conjures up two candiesThey look sweet but are somehow tastelessThey become drowsy in the back of the carAnd then they lose their consciousnessThey lose their consciousnessChildren, there is no house built of a gingerbread aheadMy sweetest lies all lead towards a bitter place insteadBut one thing I promise you is trueNo one will ever find you