Did you ever see shoes are lying in the streets? Brand new clothing, a pilgrim with no deeds? No way! Did you ever think, who would throw it away? A case of confusion? Madness on its way? Silence, dead of the night Killers, lurking behind Darkness falls, the serpent strikes A secret calls in the mask of the night Why should it happen a hundred times a year? A secret behind that should rouse our fear? Millions of people disappearing year by year Leaving no trace or did they just go out of here? Long told stories tell a blackened man awaits Minotaurs meal, through bones and blood he wades