Necrophilia - Savatage

Last time she touched me

I set a course for L. A

Midnight flight

Now she tried to tell me

That she comes from the grave

Such a sight

Stay away

Your hands are cold

Frigid lips

Evil soul

Yeah

She’s a deceiver

Disbeliever

Inconceiver

Necrophilia

Black candles burning

On her altar of ice

She’s no fight

Heavy metal maiden

On her way through the night air

Get away

Your hands are cold

Cadaver eyes

Wicked soul

Yeah

No

Black candles burning

On her altar of ice

She’s no fighting

Heavy metal maiden

On her way through the night air

Stay away

Your hands are cold

Frigid lips

Evil soul

Yeah

She’s a deceiver

Disbeliever

Inconceiver

Necrophilia