Somewhere inside this world But far behind our time They live another dimension For origins of strange kind They let him possess her To be buried with dignity They let him possess her And child of darkness lives free
She's a foundation Divine creation One woman now following His ritual spree Ritual spree Ritual spree Ritual --- spree... Black earth, red moon Black earth, red moon United --- in you...
Outside of space and time Magician longs to see His soul like the snake of fire Reinvigorates it's skin Priestess your hands are cold Reaching my gasping throat
More than possessing fate... This pleasure received in pain!
Soon she'll love like two 'Cause she'll be in her too Transferral of her mind Into that body, right!
Satyr enters lair, possessing you, beware Since the sun was young, repeated it again And priestess, your hands are cold Reaching my gasping throat
More than possessing fate This pleasure received in pain Oh priestess, your hands are cold Reaching my gasping throatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
