The Witch

Dressed in black, a flame from Hell

You feel her presence all too well

She´ll take you for a magic ride

To Hell and back with legs astride

She´ll take all that she needs

Leave your mind and soul to bleed

Dressed in black, a flame from Hell

The witch has casted her spell

Domination, lust will reign

Her lions are aflame

The nectar mixed with sweat

Dripping from her eager cleft

Shall act as pollen rain

To your slumbering brain

Dressed in black, a flame from Hell

The witch has casted her spell