Paroles de Twisted Soul

Death himself comes walking through the street Flesh enslaved, walking dead alive Collects our souls with voodoo magick black Invades our dreams, no one hears the screams Possessed, each night I await his arrival Possession comes, through my skin he takes my soul With the night, eternally I walk Dead not yet, I'm lost without a soul Dreams, each night he appears Screams are what he needs to hear Possessed, each night I await their arrival Possession comes, through my skin he takes my Twisted, Tortured soul Twisted, Tortured soul The battle is fought within my mind Possession now my body dies, tortured soul Twisted, Tortured soul Buried but my mind still alive My soul, evil spirits now controls Remember that whatever happens Death is not the end for your TWISTED, TORTURED!