Voodoo Terror Tribe – ‘Lady in the Wall’, taken from the album “The Sun Shining Cold”. Produced by Christian Machado. Available 5/11 from EMP Label Group.
Music by EMiR Erkal & T-Bone
Lyrics by T-Bone & Gil Pan Zastor
Directed by Jeffrey Moore
Produced by EMiR Erkal
Co-Produced by Voodoo Terror Tribe
Written by EMiR Erkal
Production by Axtravaganza Films & VTT Music
Set Designs by Dan & Marlo Ambrosia (Altered Nightmares / Hotel of Horror)
Costumes by Lee Hoffman & Ralph Cobert (Steampunk Works)
Hair & Make Up by Christy Gallo
Set Assistant – Jason Hazell
Graphics by Gil Pan Zastor
Chaos Design Studio Dolls by Betty Black
Edited by Jeffrey Moore
Cast:
Gil Pan Zastor
Cassandra Starr
Ariel D’Agostino
Jessica Higgs
EMiR Erkal
Primer
T-Bone
Ralph Cobert
Sondra Faye
Christy Gallo
Kat Keeton
Cage Keeton
and John Brennan
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(Lyrics)
What is this to my surprise?
Whispers speak of an untold demise
Echoes stir within these walls
Through the dark came a beckoning call
She’ll never walk the light again
She’ll never see the way that the Gods intend
She wanders in the mist of night
Far from our sight, alive in the twilight
Horrid screams fill my head
Twisting around in the realm of the dead
Tainted life caught in time
Shadows speak of a heinous crime
She’ll never walk the light again
She’ll never see the way that the Gods intend
She wanders in the mist of night
Far from our sight, alive in the twilight
Everyday her face is in the mirror
Somehow she seems so alone
Reaching out is her empty spirit
Sadness, a soul left to roam
Everyday her face is in the mirror
Somehow she seems so alone
Reaching out is her empty spirit
Sadness, left to roam
She’ll never walk the light again
She’ll never see the way that the Gods intend
She wanders in the mist of night
Far from our sight, alive in the twilight
She calls me to a new demise
She flies into the sky, when the moon will rise
No hope and no fate belie
When the midnight dies
The Lady in the Wall cries!
