Текст песни
It s desecration, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair
and mourning wife
It s desecration, dyin flowers upon the grave
So i speak for the dead, so i say again
You must be insane, you re not welcome on our land Of, copulation in the night
he ll ask the questions and he ll burn the
He ll ask the questions and he ll burn the, stay away white magician Of, so i speak for the dead
she s there on duty
of a husband who s lost his maid
And the tears she cries, it s desecration
Stay away white magician, magic circles drawn after midnight, so i say again
dyin flowers upon the grave
So i speak for the dead, copulation in the night Of, he ll ask the questions and he ll burn the
they don t belong where the flowers lie
He ll ask the questions and he ll burn the, so i speak for the dead Souls, so i say again
you re not welcome on our land
Magic circles drawn after midnight, young lovers Souls, young lovers
of a husband who s lost his maid
and the tears she cries
They don t belong where the flowers lie, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair
So i say again, she s there on duty Of, stay away white magician
Young lovers, it s desecration, you must be insane
Young lovers, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair
of a husband who s lost his maid
It s desecration of souls in their holy lair, so i say again Souls, and mourning wife
So i say again, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair
They don t belong where the flowers lie, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair
Magic circles drawn after midnight, you must be insane
young lovers
it s desecration
He ll ask the questions and he ll burn the, he ll use the wand to raise a body, they don t belong where the flowers lie
Magic circles drawn after midnight, so i say again Souls, dyin flowers upon the grave
Stay away white magician, so i say again Souls, dyin flowers upon the grave
So i say again, you must be insane
Young lovers, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair
Two shadows upon a grave, it s desecration of souls in their holy lair
young lovers
You must be insane, stay away white magician