The Headless Knight
Pumpkins on the trail of the sleepy valley
The love, the sword and severed head
The Pumpkins King, i am
All praise me like I'm a God
From the tents of the window appeared a glimmer
Was the admiral's light
You can hear my symphony
So you can wield your sword
Threatening clouds obscured the moon
And not remains any star together
We can become and
This city we can terrorize
Autor(es): Manuel Curti
