Vile Temptress

In the dead of night I stare into the mist
In search of demons you may think do not exist
I am lurking and my trigger fingers itch
The metal in my hand swore vengeance on the witch

The spider's waiting in its web
Threads are spun, race is run
And she'll be caught in her own trap
The prey will break down in the end
Tide will turn, she will burn
And into darkness she'll descend

Oh, I know that you're as slippery as a snake
Spouting venom from the fire of the stake
Still I'm craving for your desecrated flesh
Soon enough I'm gonna see it turned to ash

Vile temptress of mine
I'll send you to hell
Vile temptress of mine
I'm caught by your spell
By your spell

In the heat I have come just a bit too close
I drop my weapon as you drop off all your clothes
The light of your seduction hit my eyes and left me blind
Giving way to images of demons in my mind

The spider's waiting in its web
Threads are spun, one by one
And you'll be tied up in a snap
The prey's no longer on the run
Tide has turned, she has returned
The damage cannot be undone