Virgin Steele

Rising up from the bottom of the Sea,
Cryptic eyes watching me
Daughter of the Air, Demon of the Pit,
doesn't matter what you are
Riding on that road, you know it won't be long,
Gypsy child you're mine
One foot in the grave, one hand on the wheel,
Beauty calls freedom moans
Oh your pleasure is caught by the sun
Yeah the Five Senses wed
Reason is lost be quick or your dead
DEVIL/ANGEL you move like a shark on the land
DEVIL/ANGEL the Spirityearns for Sensuality
Twin hearts glow, born of rival heat,
Beauty is the only goal