Gently You are tying The strings Around my neck Around my arms Around my legs Like a flesh Marionet And you whisper In a sweet voice To give up My own will So my life Will be eternal And of grace As never seen And you want to drain me Because you bought yourself a man I'll be free within a single thought Because I'm clean of spirit and mind And I am deaf for a serpents speach That is always singing from a twisted mind I'll never ever have a second thought To slap you in the face with the glove that's black Because if you want to fight, follow me And I'll fight you to hell and back To hell and back Because it's easy to fight a mind that's black Twisted minds breed twisted offspring When lies become truth, the truth is black If I was the last, I would walk proudly And I would fight you to hell and back To hell and backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
