He was present all executions He got excited watching the tortures And loved that smell of blood That really made he fool happy
Under the blade, into the fire Extracting confessions
Be was cursed before the old witch’s life Was reaped she stared at his eye And grinding one’s teeth Placed a curse on him At the moment he could fell soul Burning in hell Under the blade, into the fire, Extracting confessions
Every night terrible nightmares Torment his sleep He hears voices coming from hell Singin`satanic balladTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
