Rånda (Live at Södra Teatern)

歌詞

In barren landscapes - parched with thirst In woods at night - and streams by day Her hollow voice - sings through the mist To lure you out - into the wild Creature of beauty - a darkness she hides To take you out - where the devil rides "Beware - beware of her bright hair And the strange dress that glitters there Many a young man she beguileth Smiles winningly on youthful face But woe to him whom she embraces" - Johan Wolfgang von Goethe She stains your soul - with sin after sin Marks your soul - under the skin A terror rises - from deep within A muted scream - in her eyes gleam In a distant dream... A curse for the few - that call her name A curse for you - that seek Her out Remember this tale - forget not Her name The gates of death - will open for you...