With eyes as cold as ice And a grip that's strong as steel A vicious plan meant to paralyze He can touch, but cannot feel
Without a warning, without a sign It comes
The root of all evil Eager for the thrill The root of all evil Waiting for the kill
Then from a distant land Came an angel dressed in black To strike down the demons hold with sacrifice No vision to look back
Until the hunger is satisfied It comes
The root of all evil Screaming in the night The root of all evil Just a vulture on my veinsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
