Paroles de Necrophilia

Last time she touched me I set a course for L.A. Midnight flight Now she tried to tell me That she comes from the grave Such a sight Stay away Your hands are cold Frigid lips Evil soul Yeah She's a deceiver Disbeliever Inconceiver Necrophilia Black candles burning On her altar of ice She's no fight Heavy metal maiden On her way through the night air Get away Your hands are cold Cadaver eyes Wicked soul Yeah No Black candles burning On her altar of ice She's no fighting Heavy metal maiden On her way through the night air Stay away Your hands are cold Frigid lips Evil soul Yeah She's a deceiver Disbeliever Inconceiver Necrophilia