I'm Wicked

I love bleeding
Under the full moon
I draw power from my womb
I don't want babies
I'll make love on my enemy's tomb
Take a good look
Cause I write the book
I'm wicked
Black magick
I'm Evil
Satanic
I'm the devil, and I got you under my spell
I'm a woman
And I'm wicked
I seek the serpent
Know deadly curses
I take pleasure in carnal sin
I burn black candles
Don't obey God or any other men
Burn me at the stake again
I'll take sinister revenge
I'm wicked
Black magick
I'm Evil
Satanic
I'm the devil, and I got you under my spell
I'm a woman
And I'm wicked
Santa Muerte
She wears a black veil
Saint of death
She forgives And protects
The destitute prostitutes
Even the men
Of the Catholic institute
Why do the ministry
Call her blasphemy
Is it her lack of Mary's virginity?
Santa muerte
Estoy orando por ti
Santa muerte
I'm my own priest
Santa muerte
The pope's a man, maybe
I'll be damned
If God ain't a lady
Brujería, superstición
She ruled before la inquisición
I don't understand patriarchy
In death and sex
We lie down equally
Why do the ministry
Call her blasphemy
Is it her lack of Mary's virginity?
Holy death...