Song Lyrics
In the witching hour, fall to your knees
in the dead of the night
Spawned out of the dark, the black-backed jackal howls calling her name
spawned out of the dark
A call to the wild in the white light of the moon, she s the den of your sins the slit of a wrist
You can t love like you used to before, she s consuming you slow, under blood-red skies below falling stars
Hear her ravenous tune, haven t you heard, heed the killer of hearts
Heed the killer of hearts, under blood-red skies
heed the killer of hearts
Under blood-red skies, before the crimson desert queen, fall onto your knees
In the dead of the night, fall to your knees
Heed the killer of hearts, those pale lips, before the crimson desert queen
Those pale lips, spawned out of the dark
She s consuming you slow, and you can t find trust in nothing else anymore, heed the killer of hearts
Surrender your soul to the crimson desert queen, face the angel in black where the desert starts, hear her ravenous tune
in the dead of the night
Time stops turns to reverse, heed the killer of hearts
The new world creator here to see to, under blood-red skies below falling stars
When a red moon rises over barren terrains, those pale lips
Time stops turns to reverse, fall onto to your knees Sin, you can t love like you used to before
in the witching hour
enslaves by desire
Hear her ravenous tune, fall onto to your knees, spawned out of the dark