Salome, goddess of the moon Teach me your ways for I must have him soon
Show me your face with all the veils undone I'll be your mirror, you I will become
Oh, what mystery is greater than the one of death? It must be love you see So bring me his sweet head on silver Plate it up Serve his blood as wine
Let me stand on your silver feet And learn the danse macabre from the backseat
Oh, what mystery is greater than the one of death? It must be love you see So bring me his sweet head on silver Oh, what mystery is greater than the one of death? It must be love you see So bring me his sweet head on silver
Oh, what mystery is greater than the one of death? It must be love you see So bring me his sweet head on silver Oh, what mystery is greater than the one of death? It must be love you see So bring me his sweet head on silverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.