She killer her daughter in a hacking frenzy Chopped to pieces in demented debauchery Hearing voices inside her insane head Who is living, who is dead? Her guilty conscience telling her to kill Manic compulsions she must fulfill Please do not disturb her...she already is Reveling in psychotic bliss
I summon thee, spirits from beyond Show me a sign, before my time is gone Wielding a sickle Thrashing it all around Blood splashes on the walls Her body hits the ground Even in her insanity She knows she has done wrong Voices at the funeral Were right all along Descending into cobwebbed passageways A secret door leads to each room A winding, underground maze She creates her own dark tomb
I summon thee, spirits from beyond Show me a sign, before my time is goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.