Snake eyes looking through me
Now stoned for eternity
Black smoke is rising
From the cold blue mountains
The wind moves sand over
Our statue graves
You'll stand for your demise
For the night brings the witches eye
Under skies of Nazarone
It's raining in the castle again
Vices of singing women
Sing songs of death
She feels her hair of snakes
Snake hole glows in the night
As the sun burns away the day
Hear the howling of wolves
As life comes to end
She'll lure you in
With the hint of lust
Black candles and wine
With a soul of black
Her sex is real
As death
Behead the venomous bitch
Her sex is real
Sex is