Cobwebbed moon lights the hall, black cat-shaped shadows crawl Cathode ray eyes enthralled, she haunts us each & all Cruel laughter she intones, pale as your sun-bleached bones Through the glass into your home, creeping to the sounds of Morricone
Many lost live in her fog & she taunts them each along 'Til the night I came to call & trapped her with this song Before her haunted grave where legends now decay I'll pass my earthly days forever there, her slave
She calls to me with fever dreams Her eyes delight in deaths that dance across the screens She loves the gore, she craves the grave, more blood & guts to fill our plates More! More! End it all in flames...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
