| Song | Black Lace |
| Artist | Magica |
| Album | Lightseeker |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| And a curse has fallen on my head | |
| To balance all the sins that I have done | |
| It really doesn’t matter how many tears I’ve shed | |
| If you see that dress you know you’d better run | |
| Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
| It tears me apart | |
| Even though it’s not my will | |
| You cannot hide from my embrace | |
| Escape my black lace | |
| So get ready for the kill | |
| The lace will lure all men into my arms | |
| A thing that I enjoy, I must confess | |
| But in the end they die, so tells the charm | |
| On every full moon I have to wear that dress | |
| Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
| It tears me apart | |
| Even though it’s not my will | |
| You cannot hide from my embrace | |
| Escape my black lace | |
| So get ready for the kill |
| And a curse has fallen on my head | |
| To balance all the sins that I have done | |
| It really doesn' t matter how many tears I' ve shed | |
| If you see that dress you know you' d better run | |
| Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
| It tears me apart | |
| Even though it' s not my will | |
| You cannot hide from my embrace | |
| Escape my black lace | |
| So get ready for the kill | |
| The lace will lure all men into my arms | |
| A thing that I enjoy, I must confess | |
| But in the end they die, so tells the charm | |
| On every full moon I have to wear that dress | |
| Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
| It tears me apart | |
| Even though it' s not my will | |
| You cannot hide from my embrace | |
| Escape my black lace | |
| So get ready for the kill |
| And a curse has fallen on my head | |
| To balance all the sins that I have done | |
| It really doesn' t matter how many tears I' ve shed | |
| If you see that dress you know you' d better run | |
| Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
| It tears me apart | |
| Even though it' s not my will | |
| You cannot hide from my embrace | |
| Escape my black lace | |
| So get ready for the kill | |
| The lace will lure all men into my arms | |
| A thing that I enjoy, I must confess | |
| But in the end they die, so tells the charm | |
| On every full moon I have to wear that dress | |
| Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
| It tears me apart | |
| Even though it' s not my will | |
| You cannot hide from my embrace | |
| Escape my black lace | |
| So get ready for the kill |