Black Mass Lyrics

At the masses of the old

Where the ancient priestess shows and seeks

Her visions from a cup

While she shakes her chain of bones trying to read

The residue of boiled out coffee leaves

Yeah she knows how it all will go

And here is what she told to me

She told me that I will lose it all

And become a

A severed soul

And become a

Reading of the palm

Yeah she knows it all

She told me if I didn't change she would no longer be by my side

Then what would I do if my baby left me behind

Reading of the palm

Yeah she knows it all

What's my future miss

Can you tell me please

Where did I go wrong

Can I still fix all

What I have become

Shame on you my son

Dress my dying light

Reading of the palm

Yeah she knows it all