Song | The Toy Master - Recorded @ Wacken & Masters of Rock |
Artist | Avantasia |
Album | The Flying Opera - Around The World In 20 Days |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sammet | |
Don't you be afraid, come and step inside, take a look around | |
I'm your holy grail in your candy store to save you from the profound | |
They used to dream in only black and white | |
Can't you hear them scream, drowning in the tide | |
Out in the cold, I see water frozen in their eyes | |
What a sorry sight | |
I am willing to believe | |
They would pay for a smile | |
I'm the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I'm the angel of joy | |
And I'm here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
Say hello to the gentleman with the paint | |
The deeper you're in the blue, the sweeter the sound of your plaint | |
If only I had a heart it would break, Oh sure | |
And I wonder how much more they can take | |
Out in the cold, I see water frozen in their eyes | |
What a sorry sight | |
I am willing to believe | |
They would pay for a smile | |
I'm the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I'm the angel of joy | |
And I'm here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
I come to bring you pain | |
And a little novocaine | |
Welcome to my world, to my toy factory | |
No more striding on the classes | |
No more striding on the masses | |
On their knees, conformity | |
They are waiting for the hero | |
They are flying at zero | |
It's their turn, to crash and burn | |
No more striding on the classes | |
No more striding on the masses | |
On their knees, conformity | |
They are waiting for the hero | |
They are flying at zero | |
It's their turn, to crash and burn | |
I'm the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I'm the angel of joy | |
And I'm here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
I come to bring you pain | |
And a little novocaine | |
Welcome to my world, to my toy factory |
zuo qu : Sammet | |
Don' t you be afraid, come and step inside, take a look around | |
I' m your holy grail in your candy store to save you from the profound | |
They used to dream in only black and white | |
Can' t you hear them scream, drowning in the tide | |
Out in the cold, I see water frozen in their eyes | |
What a sorry sight | |
I am willing to believe | |
They would pay for a smile | |
I' m the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I' m the angel of joy | |
And I' m here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
Say hello to the gentleman with the paint | |
The deeper you' re in the blue, the sweeter the sound of your plaint | |
If only I had a heart it would break, Oh sure | |
And I wonder how much more they can take | |
Out in the cold, I see water frozen in their eyes | |
What a sorry sight | |
I am willing to believe | |
They would pay for a smile | |
I' m the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I' m the angel of joy | |
And I' m here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
I come to bring you pain | |
And a little novocaine | |
Welcome to my world, to my toy factory | |
No more striding on the classes | |
No more striding on the masses | |
On their knees, conformity | |
They are waiting for the hero | |
They are flying at zero | |
It' s their turn, to crash and burn | |
No more striding on the classes | |
No more striding on the masses | |
On their knees, conformity | |
They are waiting for the hero | |
They are flying at zero | |
It' s their turn, to crash and burn | |
I' m the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I' m the angel of joy | |
And I' m here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
I come to bring you pain | |
And a little novocaine | |
Welcome to my world, to my toy factory |
zuò qǔ : Sammet | |
Don' t you be afraid, come and step inside, take a look around | |
I' m your holy grail in your candy store to save you from the profound | |
They used to dream in only black and white | |
Can' t you hear them scream, drowning in the tide | |
Out in the cold, I see water frozen in their eyes | |
What a sorry sight | |
I am willing to believe | |
They would pay for a smile | |
I' m the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I' m the angel of joy | |
And I' m here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
Say hello to the gentleman with the paint | |
The deeper you' re in the blue, the sweeter the sound of your plaint | |
If only I had a heart it would break, Oh sure | |
And I wonder how much more they can take | |
Out in the cold, I see water frozen in their eyes | |
What a sorry sight | |
I am willing to believe | |
They would pay for a smile | |
I' m the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I' m the angel of joy | |
And I' m here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
I come to bring you pain | |
And a little novocaine | |
Welcome to my world, to my toy factory | |
No more striding on the classes | |
No more striding on the masses | |
On their knees, conformity | |
They are waiting for the hero | |
They are flying at zero | |
It' s their turn, to crash and burn | |
No more striding on the classes | |
No more striding on the masses | |
On their knees, conformity | |
They are waiting for the hero | |
They are flying at zero | |
It' s their turn, to crash and burn | |
I' m the master of toys | |
and all you girls and boys | |
are welcome to my wonderland | |
I' m the angel of joy | |
And I' m here to paint the void | |
Welcome to my world | |
To my dream factory | |
I come to bring you pain | |
And a little novocaine | |
Welcome to my world, to my toy factory |