Face Thief

Nieto/Ochoa

I. Prologue

[Instrumental]

II. Lazarus comeback

To have lost my closest friend in such a rabid manner;
How could I’ve foretold this end? He’d be better buried.
It’s my past that’s chasing me, but how was I to know it?
Lazarus is bound to me; in shadows we have spoken.

All my dearest, one by one,
Will be ravaged by his knife;
Now the victims of past times
Have awoken and will drag me down into fear.

Hate
Shaping fate,
It’s my burden.

I have started a new life, away from his endeavors,
But escaping him was never meant to last.
Tell me

Why are my deeds coming back to me now?
I have concealed (a) truth I cannot avow.

I never should’ve taught him what he knows.
I never should’ve taught him what he knows.

Lazarus, you have stepped over the line,
I will find and destroy this wicked plan.

III. The Riddle

I can’t take my mind off of the stares,
They track me down inside my dreams, they seem so real.
I dare not close my eyes, for there they dwell.
It’s like going back in time to sleepless nights.

Every killing lingers in my brain;
Have to cleanse away this gruesome pain.

My hands shape the clay on their own,
This parade of madness has a taste of fate,
I cannot conceive those eyes, absent holes,
Now I long, I crave to give my task some rest.

Every killing lingers in my brain;
Have to cleanse away this gruesome pain.

Ludiere, el rastro de muerte se extiende a tu mente,
Con premura debes actuar.

Remember the innocent, they were all related;
The riddle holds the key for ending this massacre.
Seek in history what your dreams have foreseen,
This is the way to avert a fate sealed with her death.

Vanity morirá, ¡Busca!
Lazarus quiere ofrendarla.

Tu mujer va a morir,
Tú lo puedes evitar.
Busca en tus sueños fe,
Un patrón debes ver.

Instinct will light the way;
Read signs from masks of clay.
The mirror will convey
A truth that will keep her from death.

Into the darkest hour,
Look before he devours.
A bond amid your past
That holds the key to allay the future.

Mira, en tu pasado esta.

IV. Bonds with the Past

The first time we spoke
He praised my works
We talked long of body sculpting
An apt pupil thought I’d found.

Ignorant of his purpose
I instructed well;
Should’ve sensed the awkward background,
The subtle knell.

His thirst for knowledge glowed,
An artful talent showed.
His cold hands learned all so well,
It’s my shame that he prevails.

He sent a sample for review,
A twisted joke, I assumed.
“Faceless woman found last night,
Serial killer still at large”.

Out of the wisdom of my heart
Lazarus hove me into darkness.
I must protect all that I love
Before it’s too late.

He crawled inside my head,
Showed himself in dreams.
Saw his knife, a steady hand,
One resembling mine.

Packages came every few days,
Lazarus got an epithet:
“Surgical killer on the loose,
Face Thief attacked, leaving no clues”.

Out of the wisdom of my heart
Lazarus hove me into darkness.
I must protect all that I love
Before it’s too late.

V. Vanity´s Departure

Driven back into the present,
Found no choice but to confess.
All that made me run away
Closes down on me today.

While the happenings aroused
Vanity stood aghast
To learn of her sordid fate,
Of my visions, of her death.

Her departure was decided,
For her safety is at stake.
If the riddle is unfold
Death will never seal our fate.

Her departure was decided.

VI. Crimson Pain

Though I tried to keep her out of sight
She was captured late at night.
On the wall she scratched a scream,
By the door she left her tears.

In my head I heard her crying
For I knew what she would bear,
There was nothing I could swear,
I still saw her faceless stare.

Next day I found on my doorstep
What I always tried to save,
Vanity’s beloved face
Dyed my hands of crimson pain.

VII. The Hunt for Lazarus

Lost in the thread of vile nights
His vicious trace I pursue,
Never more will I sojourn
Until my revenge is done.

Vanity, I promise
Your soul will rest when I
Repossess what I bestowed,
When his final gasp I choke.

In the dark
I will call you.

I smell the sweat of his hate
Tracing the path of the murders;
Lazarus has been my ghost,
But now I’m his shadow.

In the dark
I will call you.

I know you want me
Weak and broken,
You have been feeding on my sorrow
But I’m still ahead.

Over your shoulder
You see my rage
Around the corner you slide away;
But your shadow knows me.

Tu destino quieres ver
Ludiere
¡En el espejo mira!

Why do you keep slipping away?
How long before your face I slay?

Lazarus es muerte,
Ludiere, ¡Eres tú!

VIII. Mind Unfolded

I remember the knife.
Lazarus te tomará.
In my blood the thirst.

Does he speak through my dreams?
Lazarus conquistará.
What is it that I can’t see?

Tu reflejo te dirá
You Lie.

IX. Recognition

Uno mismo, Sólo tú,
El tiempo ha terminado,
Pronto debes perecer,
El ha despertado.

Lo que temes, sino es;
Has velado
El designio
De tu ser.

Lazarus
Vive en ti
Lazarus
Morará en tu ser extinto.

Into the darkest hour,
Your life has been devoured.
Essence will not remain
Your body houses another tenant.

Into the darkest hour,
Your life has been devoured.
A crack inside your mind
Once held the key to prevent the future.