Black Widow - Rough Cutt

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