Dressed in black
Queen of the dead
Kin of red
She is on fire
Midnight wakes her ego
She turns all princes to frogs
Saytan is my witness
I fear not
Behind her eyes
A serpent lies
Her lovers drown low soulless
Of lust her grace is made
I am falling at the floor
She is the whore and I am the frog
Love and serpent eat my soul
Rise and fall it’s the law
Serpent whore, I am bleeding
As the bells strike to midnight
Now the prince will turn to frog
She is on fire………….
And I whip her like a dog
I am the god she asks for more
Blood and lipstick on my floor
Rise and fall it’s the law
Serpent whore, I am dreaming
As the bells strike to midnight
Serpent whore, I am feeling my soul now is lost
Serpent whore, I am dreaming of
A love that’s drowned and lost, all the
Whores now turn to ghosts