I stumbled out of Grandma's room, down the stairs and out of the house Once outside I felt My mind begin to fight a battle for control
With the tea pot broken I kind of realized That "THEIR" power was less here, here on the outside
I fell to my knees in haziness And I looked in through the window to the cellar
Things were moving down there, "THEY" were searching for something And "THEY" really found it, the big axe was flying
Flying out through the cellar door Up the stairs to the kitchen... Then I passed out
The next thing I remember seeing was the smoke coming from the chimney I soon realized the smoke I saw was actually... Oh No! All there was left of Missy and her dress, poor little girl
The spell was broken, I really felt the change As my mind and body became one again
The moon was alive with its silvery eye Staring right into My evil heart
I went back to see if My Grandma' was still there Waiting for me in the attic... Oh I hate that bitch Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
