Desert Queen - Sister Sin

In the witching hour

Comes a rider in black — cold through and through

Enslaves by desire

Just like a drug, she’s consuming you slow

You can’t love like you used to before

And you can’t find trust in nothing else anymore

Those pale lips, the bourbon-soaked kiss

She’s the den of your sins — the slit of a wrist

«I was forged by fire — a daughter of the canyon lands»

«Hell's spawn of liars — raised by the dead in the sun-scorched desert sand»

Heed the killer of hearts

Face the angel in black where the desert starts

Hear her ravenous tune

A call to the wild in the white light of the moon

Spawned out of the dark

Under blood-red skies below falling stars

Fall onto your knees

Surrender your soul to the crimson desert queen

Time stops — turns to reverse

A thousand years passed, haven’t you heard?

When a red moon rises over barren terrains

The black-backed jackal howls;

calling her name

«For I am the sinister savior — commander in his Lucifer’s reign»

«The new world creator — here to see to, blood will fall like rain»

Heed the killer of hearts

Face the angel in black where the desert starts

Hear her ravenous tune

A call to the wild in the white light of the moon

Spawned out of the dark

Under blood-red skies below falling stars

Fall onto to your knees

Surrender your soul to the crimson desert queen

In the dead of the night

Under blood-red skies

Fall to your knees

Before the crimson desert queen

Heed the killer of hearts