The Witching Hour - Ligea

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

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