The holy sword of fire is burning through the lands. Wizards and witches their torture never ends. Religious madness creates this hell on earth. Holy inquisition is spreading its curse Murder, lies
Best in the room I'd ever been . She has got something that I've never known. Couldn't explain it, I wouldn't even try. She is so lovely, she makes me feel high 'Cause only Heather. Only Heather.
On the way towards your descent. I can count every flower on the hill. Couldn't draw on your content. There's nothing left for me to forgive again But it's cold in your bed. And those flowers have