She was standing quietly, gaze fixed on the burial mound Loving to be the lover of death For in his love he gave her choice, the dark current of his voice Oh living god, we prey
The truth won't burn in fire It only rises high Our penetrating witchcraft Won't cease to be alive We feel their cold hearts The men of today Living just for dying But their flame is Lucifer!
She sleeps in the forest all alone, abandoning everything she knows And blackest cat would mean no harm, broken mirror's just a charm Soon their temple is whole
The truth won't burn in fire It only rises high Our penetrating witchcraft Won't cease to be alive We feel their cold hearts The men of today Living just for dying But their flame is Lucifer!
Sing of death-defier Time to spirit high Rise tonight And shine her soul
Oh, when the curtains fall They flee to that corridor Now when the play is done No lies won't take hold May their father die Lost in ruins old While we stand waiting For the seeds to be sown!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
