Under the full moon, running through the forest White human statues with the face of menace The increasing sounds of the serpent beast run through the night No turning back because The Horror has arrived
Don't meet her gaze, don't be a fool Cover your face and feel the wind –so cruel Reaching out through the dark night She will meet her end in your mirror Just turn away from the eyes of The Horror
Unmistaken fear when you're near her presence One slight mistake made could be your life sentence The increasing sounds of the serpent beast run through the night No turning back because The Horror has arrived
Don't meet her gaze, don't be a fool Cover your face and feel the wind - so cruel Reaching out through the dark night She will meet her end in your mirror Just turn away from the eyes of The Horror
Don't meet her gaze, don't be a fool Cover your face and feel the wind - so cruel Reaching out through the dark night She will meet her end in your mirror Just turn away from the eyes of The HorrorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.