Coffeesmoke - She Wears All the Faces of a Lady

Born of night, she walks in beauty
And casts a spell of sound and fury
And the flash of her eyes
Makes my temperature rise

She wears all the faces of a lady
And Satan created her disguise
She wears all the faces of a lady and she's mine

Her music's dark and melancholy
The rhythm moving through her body
She's got rock in her soul
She's a joy to behold

She wears all the faces of a lady
And Satan created her disguise
She wears all the faces of a lady and she's mine

Devil or woman, she's the tempest between
The edge of a nightmare and a fever dream
I see her face through a crack of dawn
In the mirrors of her mystic song

Dressed in fire she spreads her sadness
Laughter burning through her madness
And she holds every man
In the palm of her hand

She wears all the faces of a lady
And Satan created her disguise
She wears all the faces of a lady and she's mine
And she's mine

Written by:
Billy Wells

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