. She likes to hide. She likes to hide. Last night I asked her why, and first she smiled, But then she just broke down and cried. She likes to hide. She likes to hide. She
. She likes to hide. She likes to hide. Last night I asked her why, and first she smiled, But then she just broke down and cried. She likes to hide. She likes to hide
the grave by a preacher's hand I cannot lie And, I forsake the many vows I made to be with you tonight Oh, could you be the salvation 'cause I never felt like
that your nightmares could conceive i tear apart your soul, destroy all in you believe my lust feeds upon your fears and your pain you hide inside i'
and monk, Malleus Maleficarum, the law Prayed for salvation, I fought for her soul scared by the horn The devil was creeping around until she died in
both asleep And onwards she moved to where the crib lay She leant over the baby and started to pray She prayed for forgiveness for what she would do She
she moved to where the crib lay She leant over the baby and started to pray She prayed for forgiveness for what she would do She prayed that the knife
. Oh no, she thinks of me when she's with you. She wants it gently like a child, But play her right and she goes wild. But one step wrong and she will hide
The solitude falls so heavy on me And loneliness leaves no salvation Wonderful face I desire to see I cannot resist desperation But like spark in the
upon the grave by a preacher's hand I cannot lie And, I forsake the many vows I made to be with you tonight Could you be the salvation cause I never felt like
laid upon the grave by a preacher's hand I cannot lie And, I forsake the many vows I made to be with you tonight Could you be the salvation cause I never felt like
