Witch Blade
Steril
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Call me the Witch Blade
The legend tells:
I was made of pure hate
Inexorable
I`m your god, I´m the sin
I´m the flesh, I´m the skin
I´m the hate
I´ve got the beast within
To see the queen of the night that makes me suffer
Look in her eyes, you can see now what her passion is
She takes my heart and it hurts in my illusion
I guess you can`t spell this name
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To spell her name is about to be unholy
And in her hell it plays no role what your confession is
Don`t try to hide you are slaved to her forever
I guess you can`t spell this name