Statues are dark in the garden of whisper What can you see in their dubious eyes Have anyone seen your small naughty sister Don't go to look for her take my advice
When a shudder passes by your spine All your sences cross the horror's line Shadows wake up, fever creeps Come a bit closer to my lips To feel the snake's kiss
Roses are armed with their poisonous thorns Touch one and see tiny dropplet of blood Everything here sends you sinister warns Ease off your soul and your body will thud And your body will thud
When a shudder passes by your spine All your sences cross the horror's line Shadows wake up, fever creeps Come a bit closer to my lips
When a shudder passes by your spine All your sences cross the horror's line Shadows wake up, fever creeps Come a bit closer to my lips
Come a bit closer to my lips To feel the snake's kiss