Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black Sunday , by - Cathedral. Release date: 12.03.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Black Sunday |
| Witching eyes are burning, my soul is at the stake |
| Black widow woman, your web of intrigue I take |
| You never gave me warning, just put me under your spell |
| The mystic voice of beauty, became a tolling bell |
| You elevate me, you desecrate me too |
| Oh, magic lady — burn me up |
| Above the gargoyles frowning, staring down at me |
| Giving out empty feelings, oh so easily |
| A bullet train to heaven, drops me off in hell |
| Through your maze I’m crawling, you never looked so well |
| Don’t leave me dying, come take this pain from me |
| Queen of illusion — don’t walk away |
| Black cats this morning, led me to the grave |
| Above a tomb she’s standing, calling out my name |
| I watch the sun god dying, feel his darkness fall |
| On this bleakest Sunday, I’m lost in your cruel world |
| The hangman spares me, I’ll die another day |
| In your illusion — on your grave |
| You elevate me, you desecrate me too |
| Black magic lady — I’m gone |