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In the dead still night grows a plant so divine that atropa belladonna puts the extract in her wine The goddess of man's destiny on jealousy she feeds will cut the thread of live if the bitch she feels the need Night shade, night shade This was man's worst fear Deadly, night shade Just hope that it's not here Dangerous women Who drop the berry juice into their lustful eyes Gain the beauty that's so heavenly but it's the devil in disguise Night shade, night shade This was man's worst fear Deadly, night shade Just hope that it's not here Alluring men to her bed while she has taked them in control She'll strip his bones of his flesh and then she will take his soul Songtexte Witches used the vines in symbolic rituals stirring the black caldron of boiling guts and skulls sorcerers ate the leaves to propel them through the sky it grew around the castle walls in the dead still of night Night shade, night shade This was man's worst fear Deadly, night shade Just hope that it's not here Aus Songtexte Mania