Lyrics
The stranger walked calmly, with the acid smile of betrayal on their hypocrite faces, monotonous and sullen
the procession disappeared in the deep waters and none saw them again
and all the children followed him near the lake
Plague times and wind of putrefaction, soon people asked for help to him
Gutter belching rats by millions, one day a stranger came with odd tongue and red eyes Mutiilation, just let him kill the rats and we won t give anyone
he seemed to be the only one not affected by the rats
and all the children followed him near the lake
Deeply cold and malevolent hawking the plague message, and the rats followed him near the lake
one day a stranger came with odd tongue and red eyes
and all the children followed him near the lake
Plague times and wind of putrefaction, a putrid forgotten gutter s bowel
the rats were gone but the villagers expelled him with no child
The procession disappeared in the deep waters and none saw them again, plague times and wind of putrefaction, and in the middle of the nest
trustful they all understood and accepted what he silently said
with the acid smile of betrayal on their hypocrite faces
The stranger walked calmly surrounded by the sound of his flute, and the rats followed him near the lake, none wanted to give his son
something as a crown
the procession disappeared in the deep waters and none saw them again
soon people asked for help to him
his little rat s eyes were shining with malicious intelligence
And the children broke the circle to walk to the silver lake, deeply cold and malevolent hawking the plague message
Something as a crown, his little rat s eyes were shining with malicious intelligence
and all the children followed him near the lake
a putrid forgotten gutter s bowel
At night the villager hardly slept bitten by remorse, a putrid forgotten gutter s bowel
At night the villager hardly slept bitten by remorse, he seemed to be the only one not affected by the rats
Stench of death and gutter smell follow his ugly path, the stranger walked calmly surrounded by the sound of his flute, one day a stranger came with odd tongue and red eyes
With the acid smile of betrayal on their hypocrite faces, stench of death and gutter smell follow his ugly path, trustful they all understood and accepted what he silently said
At night a feeble melody of sick complaint pierced the silence, the rats were gone but the villagers expelled him with no child Rattenkönig, the rats were gone but the villagers expelled him with no child
Gazing at his eyes, surrounded by the sound of his flute
they said agreed and gave him their word
he seemed to be the only one not affected by the rats
Surrounded by the sound of his flute, at night the villager hardly slept bitten by remorse
stench of death and gutter smell follow his ugly path
the deal was clear he would get out the rats for free
Brutal wave of squeaking vermin, the condition is that he takes one child with him
And in the middle of the nest, and all the children followed him near the lake Mutiilation, and the rats followed him near the lake
Some said they saw him speak with rats, covered with rats furs
His music following him in the night, and the morning after when he asked for the child, stench of death and gutter smell follow his ugly path
A crown made of rats all linked by the tail, just let him kill the rats and we won t give anyone, something as a crown
at night a feeble melody of sick complaint pierced the silence
the rats were gone but the villagers expelled him with no child
Covered with rats furs, deeply cold and malevolent hawking the plague message, gazing at his complaint
none wanted to give his son