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 and perversion You can see her with dark veil as she walks in the bewitched wood The wolves sings when she pass,earth bleeds under her foot Lady in black Witch's eyes,pale face,nails like blades "Come to me child,my black heart awaits your innocent soul..." The blind monk pray under the crucifix of bones, the undertaker polishes his shovel Close the door,close the windows Leave out the fear of the dark 'cause she has come to bring suffering and death!