Bird Of Prey - Avatarium

There he is, man in masque…

Human bird of prey

Like the plague he elevates

From the sewers of decay

Sharpened claws, noble face…

Impeccable facade

Merciless and grim;

The bird of prey

Fog and night, Berlin square…

A demon in the street

The czar of blood appears

With a tongue so black and sweet

Crooked smile, a butcher’s knife…

A crying moon betrays

Who is there to save you

From the bird of prey?

A bed of roses and glass…

Winter months they pass

I’m drowning like a little girl in May

A sharp smell of Cologne

I’m dying here alone

Is all this beauty just for me?