Serpent Whore - Siva Six

Dressed in black

Queen of the dead

Kin of red

She is on fire

Midnight wakes her ego

She turns all princes to frogs

Saytan is my witness

I fear not

Behind her eyes

A serpent lies

Her lovers drown low soulless

Of lust her grace is made

I am falling at the floor

She is the whore and I am the frog

Love and serpent eat my soul

Rise and fall it’s the law

Serpent whore, I am bleeding

As the bells strike to midnight

Now the prince will turn to frog

She is on fire…

And I whip her like a dog

I am the god she asks for more

Blood and lipstick on my floor

Rise and fall it’s the law

Serpent whore, I am dreaming

As the bells strike to midnight

Serpent whore, I am feeling my soul now is lost

Serpent whore, I am dreaming of

A love that’s drowned and lost, all the

Whores now turn to ghosts