In The Morgue Of Lucy Sanders

In the morque of Lucy Sanders

It aint so new to me

It's haunted atmosphere has heared so many of my screams

I will always remember beautiful Lucy

Touched for the first time by her – this lovely banshee

I grow in the blood of my sacrifices

Tear your beautiful body into pieces

My hands follow no longer my commands

My brain thinks no longer my thoughts

The only thing I know for, this is my last warning

Darling

I want to be beside you

Ref.: In the morque of Lucy Sanders

Your blood drops down on me

In the morque of Lucy sanders

Where no-one can hear you scream

Should never hav listened to so-called friends

Seams like the nights about to end

Frustration, pain and fear

Screams and Shouts that nobody can hear

Anyway here I am in my craveyard, where dead people lie

Wondering, weather they will come out watch me die.

Ref.: In the morque of Lucy Sanders

Your blood drops down on me

In the morque of Lucy sanders

Where no-one can hear you scream