I often wonder when I look up to the sky
What happened to that beast who looked me in the eye
Her body serpentine, and deathly was her stare
But on that day my life was spared
She was - a trophy desire
There was - a great ball of fire
And through the town, the word spread quicker than her flame
They're on the hunt, following ashes and remains
For he who slays the beast is his wealth to obtain
Yet she had other plans that day
She was - a trophy desire
There was - a great ball of fire
She was - a trophy desire
There was - a great ball of fire