Sent by the church to cleanse the Earth, Burning witches, destroying all non-christ imagery in your path, Bow down and repent, it seems so clean. But once eyes have set, she needs ecstasy.
She waits in the meadow, With knife and special stone, You wonder where this went wrong, Holding your sword and shield, It’s not heresy, it’s just an older belief.
The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes.
The ultimate consequence, Can not return with empty hand, About to plunge with sword, Hand shakes and grip is limp. Is this love? Am I a broken sword?
Questioning everything, She calls upon her special gift, You make a pledge of dark design Sworn an oath to protect her life Fratricide and murder, all your fellow soldiers Is this your will? Or hers?
The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
