She cannot help herself The voices tell her so All sinners go to hell She's gotta help them go
She knows it - it ain't just her fantasy That drives her Deep in her - the killer rose
Evilyn, you've gone too far Nothing saves your putrid heart There's no room in heaven anymore
Evilyn, you chose to fall You shall fall forevermore Evilyn, you've gone too far 'Cause your heart is made in hell
Oh she means well but who could tell That it was all for love Her love is twisted, bred in hell She thinks it's from above
Она ничего не может поделать, Как говорят ей голоса. Все грешники отправятся в ад, И она должна помочь им в этом.
Она знает это – это не просто ее фантазия, Она одержима этим, В глубине ее души живет жестокий злодей!
Эвелина, ты зашла слишком далеко, Ничто не спасет твою гнусную душу. На небесах нет места для таких, как ты!
Эвелина, ты выбрала позор, Ты сгинешь навсегда! Эвелина, ты зашла слишком далеко, О, да, твое сердце создано в аду.
О, она думает, все так и должно быть, но кто знает, Может это все ради любви? Ее любовь распутна, порождение ада. Она же думает, что это возвышенное чувство. She cant help herself The voices tell her so All sinners go to hell She's gotta help them go
She knows it - it ain't just her fantasy That drives her Deep in her - the killer rose
Evilyn, you've gone too far Nothing saves your putrid heart There's no room in heaven anymore
Evilyn, you chose to fall You shall fall forevermore Evilyn, you've gone too far 'Cause your heart is made in hell
Oh That it was all for love Her love is twisted, bred in hell She thinks it's from above
She can't do anything, As they say her voices. All sinners will go to hell And she should help them with this.
She knows it - it's not just her fantasy, She is obsessed with this In the depths of her soul lives a cruel villain!
Evelina, you went too far Nothing will save your vile soul. In heaven there is no place for people like you!
Evelina, you chose a shame You will be gone forever! Evelina, you went too far Oh, yes, your heart is created in hell.
Oh, she thinks everything is as it should be, but who knows Maybe it's all for love? Her love is slutty, a product of hell. She thinks it's a sublime feeling.