Darkness of room My friends is this waiting Anxiously for the doom's witch
Making a new deal, About the future world For twoor more centuries, Circular table This cruel deal to discuss To torment human race wants
Minutest details Outlined by the witch's brain Make me sure for signing
Cutting the herbage over fire Spirits have to burn with a great desire Feeding my brain to detest the liar For the future punishments too higher
Most part of her tricks Have to punish people Make them falling to her knees
Smoke of burned herbage Rises from the room now To defeat the future world
Doing her job now, Too easier than before By my practice and hatred To them doing harm, Is my honor to try The law is they're born to die
Cutting the herbage over fire Spirits have to burn with a great desire Feeding my brain to detest the liar For the future punishments too higher
LIE For your bad prise TRY To make a much better figure for yourself CRY Before your end DIE With your head immersed in the poison of rainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
