If we chop her head, we release the soul Fire we must shed, kill to get control Poisonous like rattlesnake, the life she take We see her pure and bare But she will lead us to despair
I tell you now, I tell you how When I pray at the black altar I drink my cup with blood Eat the scapegoat too Hallowed be thy name, oh lord
You cannot find the clue Hell is due, if you kill her now I'm the priest of the black church Peter Crow
I come from the woods, the darkest of trees I know the red hoods, the one's she sees Venomous like a spider, headless rider you don't know his call evil and death upon all
When I pray at the black altar I drink my cup with blood Eat the scapegoat too Angels here and the devils there We all must show our allegiance to Barbara
You cannot find the clue Hell is due, if you kill her now I'm the priest of the black church Peter Crow
You imprisoned him, her first born son Your fate will be grim, you can't beat the one Vicious like a dead prey, you will decay She made a pact to learn She'll do anything in return
You cannot find the clue Hell is due, if you kill her now I'm the priest of the black church Peter CrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
