her sister's hair on fire, And as the smoke and flame rose high'r, Danced around the funeral pyre, Playin' a violin, -olin, Playin' a violin. She weighted
bitter curse from despair It?s your demon lover who makes you weak who kisses your hair while you sleep The melody curls through blue violins drums hypnotize through ancients
devil dance tonight [VI. Back from the Past] And now I'm standing here since you left without a word By the shores of ancient times in a land so dark
