Living in a castle made of gold With a blood red dress, the maiden is old Between the eyes, she has a sign A blurred circle, the sign of time
Trapped in for centuries Through magic she stays
Maiden in time Her beauty is a lie Maiden in time Eternally alive
A victim of her own spell, obsessed with youth Afraid of getting old, she lost her mind The twisted minded woman, keen silver sword The color of her dress made of real blood
Marked with a clock hand Extending her life
Maiden in time Her beauty is a lie Maiden in time Eternally alive
Maiden in time Her beauty is a lie Maiden in time Eternally aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
