Envine - Voodoo lyrics

And decked with gold and precious stones and pearls
Having a golden cup in her hand
Drunken with the blood of saints and with the blood of the martyrs
Like voodoo

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The woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet
And upon her head a crown of twelve stars of revelation
That sitteth upon many waters
And decked with gold and precious stones and pearls
Having a golden cup in her hand
Full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication
Drunken with the blood of saints and with the blood of the martyrs
Like voodoo

Voodoo

And decked with gold and precious stones and pearls
Having a golden cup in her hand
Drunken with the blood of saints and with the blood of the martyrs
Like voodoo

The woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet
And upon her head a crown of twelve stars of revelation
That sitteth upon many waters
And decked with gold and precious stones and pearls
Having a golden cup in her hand
Drunken with the blood of saints and with the blood of the martyrs
Like voodoo

Like voodoo