[Intro: Death in June sampe]

Rose Clouds of Holocaust...


[Holocaust]

According to the legend, the German town of Hamelin was infested by rats

One day, a man dressed in a suit of many colors walked into Hamelin with a large hat

And offered to rid the town of the pests, for a sum of money

When the mayor aggreed, the man drew out a pipe, nothing funny

And walked on along the streets playing a haunting tune of haunted sooth

All the rats came tumbling out of the house, and followed doom

In a hollowed noon, yes, the Pied Piper to the west of river

Where they all venacular were drowned, and folklore when the Piper claimed his reward

The big mayor refused to pay him like a hound

The Piper swore vengeance, once more he walked along the streets

Playing a strange melody, quite like how the rats fell asleep

But this time all children listened deep, and ran from their homes

And followed him to a cave, in a near by hill

The cave closed upon on 'em, and the children were still never seen again, for real...


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[Holocaust]

In Greek mythology, the craftsmen and inventor, Daedalus pending

After killing his apprentice Talos, in envy

He fled from Greece to Crete, the Minotaur was a monster with the head

Of a bull, and the body of a man, a tale haunting in the land

And in that time, the crash and Daedalus constructed the Labyrinth

In which, the monster was confined

At the order of the King of Crete, he built the Minotaur's Labyrinth

To house the Minotaur, many hero's wouldn't battle him

The Labyrinth was an intricate building of chambers and passages

Constructed walls high and so asked, too complex and confused

A person inside, Daedalus' creation, the King of Crete enventually forced Athens to pay him

An annual tribute to seven youths and seven maidens

These are set up inside the Labyrinth, where they either starve or will devour

Finally Theseus joined the group of the victims and killed the Minotaur

Rain showered, and Daedalus, when the King refused to let him leave Crete

Daedalus built wings of wax and feathers unique

For himself and his son Icarus, together they flew away

But Icarus few too close to the sun, dunn, and that day

And fell to his death, when the wax in his wings melted late

Then after to Sicily, Daedalus escaped...