Testo di Death in the basement

In the basement Between punks and goths She dances in the dark Green mohawk Leather Skirt I see sex, sweat and seduction Too much smoke Distorted guitars Suffocate her horror scream well aimed stabbing Rip her belly Her blood drips on the ground I look choked into the crowd And she can't fell her heart The solitude is over The death comes And the dark angel touch her hands!