Waiting for the Moment Of Blood to come Pray God protect me From the kind-hearted ones
Me and the Devil I can't say we're good friends We just don't bother each other Until we meet again
So easy to let the dark thoughts inside your mind So easy to turn on others the pain inside
When you know everything You ought to know you're dead I'll let my visions flow Inside of your head
Never been young Sure I'll never grow old I'll suck the breath from your mouth Until your lungs are cold
So easy to turn myself into your life's dark lord Choking the screams inside me with your moans I am a noble thought paying my visit to you at night My smell the sweetest drug, you already want more You can call me Incubus if you please Because I am facing you from aboveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
