Thunders shake his wasted brain Uncertain sensations freeze his soul It’s a special night coming back To sour his blood all night long…
With fear he claims for help He shouts but no one can hear Something comes right to his eyes Pins, shining needles His necklace suffocates him He throbs, sweats cold Once begun the expected evil Intense suffer
Chorus: Hallucinations!!!
Wails and screams coming from every side Too much horror, death is certain Sensations of savage agony Wake up from this devilish hallucinationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
