Текст песни Imagika - Hall Of Desire

Текст:

Through the bars the wind is howling Beware Corridor twenty-two Once again I'm hearing whispers Shadows dance around the room Dr. Jack incased in black Conceived from hades fire To catch to kill to quench He'll impose his will... On you In a vat of empty vessels Someone cries An echo beyond the grave Light plays its little tricks here I ask myself if I am afraid And the rapture goes on The moon is down now the sun is rising Stone white The rays they burn my skin A voice screams deep inside my skull Welcome Your fate will now begin Dr. Jack your soul is so black A spawn from the devil's lair To catch to kill to quench he'll impose his Will On you Hall of desire

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