The Creators Biggest Pride-Illnath

[ti:The Creators Biggest Pride] [ar:Illnath] [al:Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleas] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Creators Biggest Pride - Illnath [00:10.62]The sun sets at last sliding slowly and silently down [00:13.30] [00:15.11]'Low the horizon in the west where a small house lies [00:19.44] [00:20.13]The puppet-man is ending his workday as the starlight peak through the [00:24.26]Clouds [00:24.75]He's worked all day and says goodnight to his dolls before he close the door [00:27.99] [00:29.12]He lives alone in this house and it's his home and a way of living [00:33.05] [00:33.92]Though he thought he knew all the secrets of his house there's more [00:37.79] [00:46.81]'Cause tonight the puppets are roaming the room [00:51.83] [00:52.70]In spite of being creatures of iron and wood [00:56.09] [00:57.65]They live as well as you and I [01:00.89] [01:01.96]Though driven by other forces inside [01:06.42] [01:07.05]And tonight the creator's biggest pride [01:09.41] [01:11.28]Will make his way through the door and charge to take the puppet-man's life [01:14.84] [01:18.40]Now the doll runs through the living-room [01:20.42] [01:23.12]And he's hiding in the dimly faded gloom [01:24.79] [01:27.61]Now he's approaching the bed [01:28.70] [01:31.75]And won't leave until the body is dead [01:34.76]But the creator awakes before the doll can fulfill the task [01:37.51] [01:39.45]And he's paralyzed in amazement as he sees his hand-made mask [01:42.37] [01:44.18]Of the horrifying devil he made [01:46.18]Once so many years ago [01:47.30] [01:48.74]And he cannot even scream as the knife [01:50.75]Rips through his throat [01:51.69] [02:03.85]He'll never again be put back on that shelf [02:06.27] [02:07.59]"Kill the flesh Kill the flesh " screaming to himself [02:10.27] [02:12.32]The doll is standing above the puppet-maker's corpse [02:15.76] [02:16.64]The devil-mask covered in blood and gore [02:19.94] [02:21.25]Silently standing looking down [02:24.68] [02:26.32]With the dripping knife still in his hand [02:29.34] [02:33.28]Now he turns and he sees the door [02:35.23] [02:37.67]He's tasted blood and is thirsty for more [02:39.60] [02:40.29]The rain is cleansing his mask as he runs through the night alone [02:42.91] [02:44.72]He's shaking in tension as he's heading for the town [02:48.03] [02:54.45][Solo] [02:58.69] [03:35.61]'Cause tonight the puppets are killing in town [03:39.86] [03:41.29]And the villagers are lying in bloodstained nighting-gowns [03:45.04] [03:55.58]And now as they all have become alive [03:59.08] [04:00.07]They are immortal and cannot die [04:02.94] [04:04.62]And tonight the creator's biggest pride [04:07.81] [04:09.31]Will run into the world and try to take mortal men's life [04:12.43] [04:13.80]He's hunting at night Watch out for open windows [04:17.86] [04:19.10]He's hunting at night Perhaps you should stay inside [04:21.78] [04:22.85]He's hunting at night