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She who dwells down in this crypt far from prying eyes

Hides everlasting life behind the mask of death

Incarnating dread and bane

Through distant worlds apart

We spill blood in the name

of the blackest art

As a twilight sky's illumed with the last sunset fires

Her pale brow lights up with some grim unassuaged desires

Taken by damnation,

In miraculous disguise

The black widow who spins

a cobweb of lies

Midst the shade and clouds of smoke

She performs her rite

Nightmare that explodes in patterns of evils

gratifying the sight

Wild huntress, the noxious storm

which no spell can stop

Belladonna whose poisonous roots grip men's hearts

suck them dry to the very last drop

Incarnating dread and bane

Through distant worlds apart...

We adore the cold flame burning in the

name of the blackest art

At last your name is known to me

So there is nowhere you can flee

Your fate awaits you in a hearse

Since I am casting this death curse

Taken by damnation,

In miraculous disguise

The black widow who spins

a cobweb of lies

As a twilight sky's illumed with the last sunset fires

Her pale brow lights up with some grim unassuaged desires now