Miss Terror (Cain´s Dinasty)

Before the fire burns, all your blood will be for her Open your eyes in a cold and rotting room So weak like a flame under the rain of memories The death is coming here with her embrace to meet you soon She will take away your suffering and all your pain Someone smiles before you A lovely face, a body to commit sin She is a witch She brought me here She is my bitch She would make me sin She’s exited showing her lustful skin, ready for you Step by step she shows you more and more and more No one can help you now You are the lamb, your blood is now for her!!! She is a witch She brought me here She is my bitch She would make me sin Her tongue burns your skin and your flesh Your heart turns like a bomb in your chest Your sorrow encourages her Lasciviousness