Ligea کے بول

It's time to stand Leave some flowers on the grave She opens up her eyes And stares him in the face She died for a reason But it's merely showing off He waits and suffers And she just stares and laughs Her spirit is still there Ligea, Ligea Ligea, Ligea Ligea, Ligea He see it's her like hell And deceive He cannot burnt her again 'Cause she can never die She is a nightmare Locked in the Is this the reason? She died forsaken and harmed Her spirit is still there Ligea, Ligea Ligea, Ligea Ligea, Ligea Her spirit is still there Ligea, Ligea Ligea, Ligea Ligea, Ligea