The Lair of the White Worm

A lady, cold blooded, dressed in tight fitting white

She possesses a mansion

Her home better known as the lair of the white worm

Her eyes, a deeper green, glowing light in the dark

And at night she`s a snake

Dwelling in the pits of the lair of the white worm

A secret well preserved

She`s lurking in the dark

No-one ever made it back alive

No-one knows it is her

Monstrosity in a human form

She`s a thing of the night

She transforms in a snake in the lair of the white worm

The pit in her house goes down to the bowels of the earth

Pray God you`ll never meet this creature from the deep of the lair of the white worm

Blood stains on her neck, her breasts

Her eyes show she`s aroused

The bodies in the pit, ripped apart, mangled hard

The screaming of the souls everlast

In the lair of the white worm

Lady Arabella dressed in white

She has diabolical cunning

She`s moving about in the form of a snake

Disappearing into the impenetrable gloom of the mysterious orifice

Then a man came around, trying to solve the mystery

Stories became legend became myth and forgotten in the course of history

Secretly, carefully filling the pit with dynamite

Waiting for the moment to blow out the pit in the lair of the white worm

A secret well preserved

She`s lurking in the dark

No-one ever made it back alive

On a night in a storm, thunder and lightning lit the sky

Then the storm, coming near

Lightning hits the heart of the lair of the white worm

With a bang the house explodes

A roaring scream sounds below

Venom blood, snakeskin pus

A bloody mass splatters from the lair of the white worm

Lead: Sattler

Leviathan is gone

The white worm is dead