Miss Terror

Before the fire burns, all your blood will be for her

Open your eyes in a cold and rotting room

So weak like a flame under the rain of memories

The death is coming here with her embrace to meet you soon

She will take away your suffering and all your pain

Someone smiles before you

A lovely face, a body to commit sin

She is a witch

She brought me here

She is my bitch

She would make me sin

She’s exited showing her lustful skin, ready for you

Step by step she shows you more and more and more

No one can help you now

You are the lamb, your blood is now for her!!!

She is a witch

She brought me here

She is my bitch

She would make me sin

Her tongue burns your skin and your flesh

Your heart turns like a bomb in your chest

Your sorrow encourages her Lasciviousness