I've should killed her the first time i met her
Passionly eyes burning my soul White pale skin with red lips Wearing nothing but a human Flesh she's killing me so hard
From the underworld she keeps Comming sharped teeth piercing My flesh way worst than the Antichrist she's leading me to my own grave
Her fragrance, a maliciously Fragrance smell of the deepest Forest keeps calling me to feel alive on my knees i cant stand, im Praying for my dead