歌词
Here's the tale, the snakeskin-bride
Blackened heart, the Queen of lies
Discord of imperfect style!
This time!
She'll light the world on fire!
Bring forth flames to every son
Displaced
Devastate and homicidal
Total blaze of tortured souls, in chains!
Oh Lamia, it's witching hour!
Oh Lamia, thy sons devoured!
From her constant call for filicide
Reaping forth complete dispair
Come and taste her lust so vile!
"just a whore without a soul"
She's got!
Serpents grace and missing eyes!
Never see's the grief she's caused
And pain!
Masticate this lonely child
Satiate her thirst for blood, this way!
Oh Lamia it's witching hour!
Oh Lamia thy sons devoured!
Oh Lamia she's everywhere!
Oh Lamia children beware!
Tonights the night
She'll tare your soul apart!"
Silence their hearts!
Tare out their throats to never scream again
No one will ever understand
Lamias love for the beautiful!
A mothers love, shall always
Transcend death!
Invoked or not
She knows who's calling her!
Denial of blame
Will never change the truth!
Invoked or not
She knows who's calling her!
Extinguish the flame
Of those unsuspecting youths!
Invoked or not
She knows who's calling her!
To bury the pain
Will never change thew truth!
Invoked or not
She knows who's calling her!
Denial of blame
Will never change the truth!
Queen of the Dead!