Nine Lives (Black Candle)

Though hundreds have failed before even have tried
Angels may fall for this song she's been crying
Hell might be just the right place if you like it

Well doesn't it?

Loose spirits dance among the riots of her hair
Beware the mess when she gets passed
It's always there

Oh, don't you feel the air run thinner at her sight?
Is it so wrong I wish to trap you back in time

Will find it hard to understand
To understand

She's double-crossing silver lines inside your head
Inside your head

It's burning down
We love the sound

She's thunderstorm
Can't break her
Beware the horns

Long shadows grief black fire kiss confusion mist
Our greatest fear will soon appear to make it clear
Undying light is shining back and forth your mind
Its steady glare has given birth the undenied

He is trying hard to make amends
To make amends

Her salty tears are drawing signs upon the sand
Upon the sand

It's burning down
We love the sound of it

We're gonna bring this phantom home
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