Dressed in black Queen of the dead Kin of red She is on fire Midnight wakes her ego She turns all princes to frogs Saytan is my witness I fear not Behind her eyes A serpent lies Her lovers drown low soulless Of lust her grace is made I am falling at the floor She is the whore and I am the frog Love and serpent eat my soul Rise and fall it's the law Serpent whore, I am bleeding As the bells strike to midnight Now the prince will turn to frog She is on fire... And I whip her like a dog I am the god she asks for more Blood and lipstick on my floor Rise and fall it's the law Serpent whore, I am dreaming As the bells strike to midnight Serpent whore, I am feeling my soul now is lost Serpent whore, I am dreaming of A love that's drowned and lost, all the Whores now turn to ghosts