There's a dark way in the ancient wood Where the ghosts and the dead walk She has enchanted eyes; she has the power of hell Witch... unholy witch... witch... unholy witch There's a smell of death... Luciferia A symphony of hell... Luciferia She was a beautiful girl... but the pain for the death of her son was great... The heart becomes stone... frozen... there's no place for the joy Eyes... unholy eyes... eyes... unholy eyes She sleep in her coffin in the ancient cemetery... wait for the ceremony of death... wait... The unholy words of the red book of MacabriaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
