Long lean lady from the shadow lands
A devious nymphet hungry for another man.
Her hairs across her eyes so you can't see her gaze.
Her lust a raging fire, gonna set your body aflame.
She's a lovely disaster, and poisoned fortune rolled into one.
She's a bliss filled nightmare, lets you have her all night,
Then returns to the darkness before the morning light.
Sleek serpents walk, snakes follow behind,
Crawls inside you eyes and spins a web in your mind.
Her body's craving sin, this siren knows she's got it all.
Dominating witch she'll make you c** when she calls.
Her touch will burn you.
Saliva's like lava on your lips.
She's a tragic parade, just look at the mess she's made.
All the while laughing while your heart bursts in flame.
(Chs)-Delightfully Evil, satanically good.
She'll ruin your life like you'd always hoped that she would.
Angelically wicked, a bitter pill.
She leaves a trail of fire, everywhere she goes.
When she down on all four in her provocative hell pose.
You know she's coming soon, she lays back and spreads her wings.
Like a orgy orchestra this girl will make you sing.
She's a intoxicating disease.
She'll lick your wounds clean, and then give you more.
When you spin her around, to do her from behind.
She's got a tattoo on her back, the devil's whore.
She's got you obsessed, a drug you just can't seem to resist.
As she turns to walk away, she growls call me sometime.
Just pick up the phone and dial 666.