Текст песни
A ah
Bleeding paintings of lust
Corrupted saints of gore
Among the crosses she hides
The red moon glowing in the fog
The red moon glowing in the fog
Bedew the tombs with a strokes
Of a lonely sores
Of a lonely sores
Something lurking around
In the creeping mist
In the creeping mist
Or maybe it`s just my bad
Eyesight playing with me
I can feel it within
The air is contaminated
Poison crawls into my holes
She makes me want to taste it
It was an awful mistake
Taking the priestess order
Going to forsaken church
To find a trace of evil witch
To find a trace of evil witch
The red moon glowing in the fog
To find a trace of evil witch
She`s lustful bitch
I know it`s all about
Only my own faults
Countless unpleased demons
Raving about
Her ugly anxious carrion
Making terrible sound
Making terrible sound
Seed of grief and believes
Sudden turning black
Screeching loud in my head
Soon I`ll be following death
Her haggard silhouette
Pulsing through the haze
With speared through naked chest
Old rusty scissors blades
Ah oh Ah oh
Ah yeah Oh ya
Ah oh
Ah yeah Oh ya
Ah oh
Nurtured by plexus of wires
The mysteries are born
The mysteries are born
All gateways are set on fire
What could`ve been done wrong
What could`ve been done wrong
What could`ve been done wrong
Seed of grief and believes
Sudden turning black
Screeching loud in my head
Soon I`ll be following death
To where all magic belongs
Seed of grief and believes
She calling me
Sudden turning black
Witch spreads her curse
Ready to entertain
