The Curse of the Wraydons Lyrics


cold eyes, open wide, mean smile

spitting flames, silent scream, in the dark

scared to death, paralysed

vanished in the blackest night

spring-heeled jack has come to drive you mad

horror tale, a legend of ancient times

fallen into oblivion, long ago

devil´s child or macabre rogue

a mystery unrevealed

spring-heeled jack has come to drive you mad