Web Of Obsession

You cried Off with his head
The secret´s dead
I ll never know

You´re made of spider´s dream
Bloody tears
From your mouth

Acrobat of passion
You are my obsession
Please do not call it is love

Ref.
You cried your poisoned touch
Knives and needles dont hurt much
You had all my sense undone
At the gate of the carnival
Left alone

Youre goddes of eigh hands
Painful cry from the lost lands
Youre made of spiders dreams
Bloody tears from you mouth