The gypsy’s eyes, they break my heart again I need the prize The darkness cries with hellfire in the wind Oh, how she fries
Sending all the people down into the jar I’m making twisters with my little frozen star
I’ll steal her soul, or she won’t come back again So tell your stones The bells will toll while the devil’s gonna win Within my bones
Sending all the people down into the jar I’m making twisters with my little frozen star
Sending all the people down…down into the jar I’m making twisters with my little frozen star Sending all the people down…down into the jar I’m making twisters with my little frozen star