On the hill of the ancient oak, she lives in the

house of the crying eyes Dismal lullaby tales of

her life, blood.. pain.. lust & perversion You can

see her with her dark veil as she walks in the

bewitched wood The wolves sings when she'd pass,

earth bleeds under her foot "Lady in black...

Lady in black.. Witch's eyes.... pale face.. Lady

in black... Lady in black... nails like

blades......" "Come to me child.... my

black heart awaits your innocent soul......"

The blind monk prays under the crucifix of bones,

the undertaker polishes his shovel Close the

door... close the windows Leave out the fear and

the dark 'cause she has come to bring suffering

and death