Tiarra
Tiarra
Tiara
Old times are reborn through me
They come from a past with a hint of Damascus.
I give you the sweet kiss of death,
On wings of falcons, I take you with me.
From tears and blood, she grows,
She feeds on your heart,
She divides, separates, unites,
Towards her, everyone comes blindly.
Tiara...
Tiara...
Hatred and love send shivers down my spine,
Honey and bile I give you in potions,
Come to me, I’m waiting for you in hell.
Torture and terror - an eternal friend.
From tears and blood, she grows
She feeds on your heart
Sweet words she whispers to you
Don’t believe her, for she strikes you.
Tiara...
Tiara...
From tears, she grows
She divides, she echoes
I’m waiting for you in hell
An eternal friend.
