Before I go down

Cleave to me

Kiss and drown



Weave your web of lies

Catch the drifters by



The wind brings them in

To your den of sin



Caught by your divine spell

Locked within your wishing well



Ice as eyes lured my soul

Look of lust froze me cold



Many lies holds your body

A true feast for all to see



Men will fall to her song

Women too, won't last long