Besedila: Crematory. Yourself.

Softly touched by lascivious breath
The strange feeling like in a dream
The face gleaming in full glory
Touches of provoking beauty
Step back
Deprive yourself of the spell
Seduction is death
Step back
Deprive yourself of the spell
Hallucinations mean death
Unleash yourself
Destroy the evil spell
The face disintegrates to dust
Beauty turns gloomy
Like tarnished pewter
Gone the red lips
And the greed for blood
Step back
Deprive yourself of the spell

Seduction is death
Step back
Deprive yourself of the spell
Hallucinations mean death
Flawless beauty flatters you
Obscene words and red lips
Feminine curves scent human flesh
The greed for blood
A battle of life and death
Step back
Deprive yourself of the spell
Seduction is death
Step back
Deprive yourself of the spell
Hallucinations mean death