Legends tell of a night
Before the ides of doom
For me to take a wife
Under the indian moon
I had the magic book
She had a magic look
And as I took her hand
Over my soul, she took command
She's killing me
She's killing me
We lay watching the sky
For a star to rise
An old heavenly eyes
But she had started to look
Down to the magic book
And with the words of hell
Upon my hear, she cast a spell
It's killing me
She's killing me
A soul for the devil
She took from em
A soul for the devil
Oh let it free
A soul for the devil
A soul in chains
A soul for the devil
It weeps in pain
So she flew out of sight
On a thunderbird
With its wings of night
Was it thunder heard
And my soul she took
Was locked in the magic book
And as I saw her go
I tell my heart sinking love
She's killing me
