Angel Blake lived by the lake threw her in and she floated like a snake cross the moors into their sleeping beds now Angel roams around inside the children's heads
Angel Blake collects the devil's skin the girls all pull their dresses up so Angel can begin piece by piece, they bring the beastly thing growing brackish parts for Angel's doll of sin
Angel Blake lived by the lake threw her in and she floated like a snake tender face, face without a soul her witching hour strikes 13 angel callsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
