Mystic Forest

Wrapped in leather and lace
Shes waiting in the arms of Morpheus
To seduce the deads with its infinite charms
Shes the fetish lady of the trees
When she sings
All the forest make love with her
Now covered only by the fog
Shes still smile with her tender look
Crying on our cold corpses
Shes the fetish lady of the trees
When she sings
All the forest make love with her
She cry for the rest of our soul
In her hand our hearts are so fresh
Please sing one more time for us ...
Shes the fetish lady of the trees
When she sings
All the forest make love with her
[ The Tender Lady Of The Fog Lyrics ]