Black Widow (Live 1985)

She whines and twines
From her silken bed
She wines and dines
The woman must be fed

Lips open on
In her kiss of death
She'll take it all
Till there's nothing left

She's a black widow
A widow of the web
She's a black widow
The widow must be fed

The trial of fire
Leads me to her web
A burning, burning desire
Lures me to her bed

The fires of darkness
That locks me within
This evil woman
She knows no sin

She's a black widow
A widow of the web
She's a black widow
The widow must be fed

A trail of fire
Leads me to her web
She'll eat you alive
The widow must be fed

She's a black widow
A widow of the web
She's a black widow
The widow must be fed

She's a black widow
A widow of the web
She's a black widow
The widow must be fed

Black widow
Black widow