| Lyrics: | Creep and crawl inside, to the heart of cold
So dead and paralyzed, perversion of the
soul
Seduce the wicked ones, disturb the mortal sting
I am the only one, a dark and
dreary thing
I am the blood washing, across the crucified
Yeah so few are chosen, I
do not die
I am the whore of fire, I see through sulfur eyes
Your guardian in
denial, a genius of the night
In the hands of death, burn baby burn
In the hands of
death, burn baby burn
In the hands of death, burn baby burn
In the hands of death,
burn baby burn
Creep and crawl inside, into the heart of cold
So dead and paralyzed,
perversion of the soul
I'm the blood washing, across the crucified
Yeah so few are
chosen, I do not die
In the hands of death, burn baby burn
In the hands of death,
burn baby burn
In the hands of death, burn baby burn
In the hands of death, burn
baby burn
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn |
