When the Moon shines into The deepest night A star hides its silver face No hope here is still alive With her pale white skin And her black long hair Christina calls your name She calls you From the grave A call of death, a call of pain When she calls You can't run away A call of lust, a call of hate And every night you die again Dancing on the grave Dancing for her lost love Craving for your pain And rising from the cold frost In her mortal embrace The last breath in the night Before a new down comes again Before the Sun shines A call of death, a call of pain When she calls You can't run away A call of lust, a call of hate And every night you die again Dancing on the grave Ddancingancing for her lost love Craving for your pain And rising from the cold frost Dancing on the grave Ddancingancing for her lost love Craving for your pain And rising from the cold frost When you hear her cry Your soul is lost in her sorrow When the Sun dies You can see Christina laying down on her tombstone Dancing on the grave Dancing for her lost love Craving for your pain And rising from the cold frost Dancing on the grave Ddancingancing for her lost love Craving for your pain And rising from the cold frostTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
