Look in my eyes you’ll always see a serpent run from the dark
you’ll always always feel it down your spine try me and suffer impure from holy wood where angels fall
Cause I put a spell on you And I broke your book of rules I put a spell on you And I am the truth
Flooding your gates my storm is a disturbance can you explain your doorway’s always hiding
try me and suffer impure from holy wood where angels fall
Cause I put a spell on you And I broke your book of rules I put a spell on you And I am the truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.