On the brow of a mountain in far north Lies distant place, rusty shack in solitude There old woman and her daughter live In the world of boredom and despair
Virgin's nights were filled with dreams One day she went searching for joy
With desire, for salvation And undiscovered treasures Silken clothes, on pale body Morning dew, innocent pleasures Lonesome freckles on tiny feet White like an altar candles For the first time, about to meet him Her spine like snakes tail rattles
So she came to the sanctuary stone Crying out tears for all her open wounds Welcome my weary child said crowned toad King of all frogs passes on the universe source code
Wait till dark then lick my skin Within full moon we'll sin
Let me love you, for two nights And then slowly, chop, chop off my head And the maiden's, world spun around Whom she cut off, late she found out Mother's gone, blood on her hands Tricked by the toad's deadly trance What is real, who will I be Locked in tight cage without a key
So she came to the sanctuary stone Crying out tears for all her open wounds Welcome my weary child said crowned toad King of all frogs passes on the universe source code
Ominous sign Inner shrine Hand of wrath Spiritual death
On the brow of a mountain in far north Lies distant place, rusty shack in solitude There young woman with centuries old soul lives Enlightened by oneness in peace she thrivesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
