The slithering, hissing tongues Whispering in your ear of witches dwelling here Behind the facade of beauty The coven's venom leaking through the cracks
The girl that saw the truth that pulsated Behind the seemingly innocent arts She was slashed to ribbons and strung from the ceiling Her mutilated friend lay beneath her cooling corpse
The bodies of their victims Manipulated with black magic to stalk and kill The body of the serpent to slither By the head of the coven's will
Sheathed from sight she evades your eyes Except for that sudden gleam of light To stab out the heart of the witch behind it all To sever the head of the serpent in that final stormy nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
