Übersetzung: Haunted. Demon Eyes.
: Instrumental
bodies: haunt the cause I was only trying to spell a loss Joy, it's all founded Pincher with the skin inside You pinned me with your black sphere eyes
shadows of death Got out alive but with scars I can't forget This kid back at school Subdued and shy An orphan and a brother and unseen by most eyes.
the poisoned apple, beauty or beast Dancing naked in the rain with eyes that cannot see Calling demons that have not spoken in a thousand years Old sad eyes
can draw what has taken hold You're hurting, so am I When I awaken, remember why I've been running from your World Dishonored by your world Your world I'm haunted
og gold and glory, I have sold my soul Blackened aree the sunny days, the dark side takes control Hell awaits as nightmares haunt me, demons in my head
throne forever Devilish to be Haunting in the voids Somewhere only demons breathe Black upon the throne forever Demonic to be With eyes that possesses
, in despite of the Lion, To shine on us with her bright eyes, Come up through the lair of the Lion, With love in her luminous eyes." But Psyche, uplifting
no air till you find your corpse [Killah Priest] Yo, enter with caution it's the hood dark and haunted See those crackheads with dead eyes their souls
the girls you can, a simple plan that still haunts me even now today Back to seventeen and got a baby on the way No GED all I see is failure in my eyes
: [Chorus:] Sweet dreams close your eyes Listin to these morbid lullabies Waken up in cold sweats in the middle of the night Nightmares nightmares got
eyes I can't see through you You are the ghost behind my eyes The ghost that tells me lies The princess of the dark has made my mind home My haunted
materia. My evil soul, my tyrannous spectre becomes unchained - A demon is born. Death was the beginning, not the end, when the universe made me supreme to haunt
on display, Haunted by the falls that you portray. Killed too much and you blame it to shame. Full of tired lies and tired eyes and nothings the same
: Burning illness deep within Demons haunt my every breath All the years in agony Staring into the eyes of death ....into the eyes of death The time
: His hands are shaking, he?s day dreaming a tragedy. I?m losing sensibility. The violet backdrop, it ebbs, the demons overhead this night, they burn
do have this morbid acuteness of senses I can eat only the most insipid food clothes only of the lightest texture The odor of flowers I find oppressive My eyes
