Wrinkles and eye bags
Dark circles, the age attacks
Being a ruthless heartless witch
I need you to find a bitch
I don’t care who she is
I look for immaculacy
For the ritual to be completed
I need her heart on a tray plated

On the twelfth chime
I’ll be naked and lay
In thy primordial ooze
Now your life has a purpose
In this absence of light
My grim beauty now shines

Bloodbath
Red blood cells
Bloodbath
Your youth I smell
Bloodbath
I soak in your life
Bloodbath
Thanks to my lice
Bloodbath
Cursed holy infusion of life
Takes place in the middle of night
While your senses obfuscate
I revive, I rejuvenate

Bring me the incense
Make sure it’s intense
Black candles to be ignited
Seven to be lighted
She shall wear all white
With her tears my name I’ll write
Make sure she stays quite
For now begins the rite