Another night in the garden of evil Where all the strange flowers blossom in darkness A smell the flower of baneful memories Things I've done and things I didn't Tormenting thoughts forever returning Bitter nectar oozing from the flower of vengeance Blood red eyes and the will to kill A never quenching thirst And there is a black sparkling one The most beautiful, still the most sinister The one that can demolish your very existence That is the flower of dead hopesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
