Child of the wicked
Destined to give her soul
Fate is lying in his hands
To manipulate, to control
Locked inside a grave
Darkness fills her mind
Sanity slowly leaves her
But can they lead the blind
In the statue of blood
Look through the master's eyes
Screaming at the figures
But no one hears her cries
In the face of fire
Beckoning her near
Resisting his temptation
Will torment your very life
Remember Michelle
Don't tell or you will die
Remember Michelle
Don't tell who hears your cries
Time brings forth the memories
Of the evil in her past
Burns and scars upon her
Are just part of his wrath
Fools are the disbelievers
No heaven or no hell
They all look but no one sees
The souls are left to sell
Remember Michelle
Don't tell or you will die
Remember Michelle
Don't tell we hear your cries |
