Woman Scorned

Get ready for the flames and fire
Yeah, you've been warned
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

On the surface I look calm as you like
I'm charming polite and not harming a fly
But make the mistake of starting a fight
And I'll hit you with the darkness I harbour inside
What the f were you thinking - messing with Sordid?
Declaring war, don't expect I'll ignore it
So ready set go get erecting a fortress
And check how big your collection of swords is
Get your best men to protect your borders
I'm leaving nights watch dead in the waters
Then bringing 'em back to life resurrecting their corpses
To make 'em fight as my enemy forces
'Cos I'm a certified Godess of war
When I dish out the pain it's never less is more
I've Got both the features of Venus and Mars
And with Damacles sword cut your penis half

Get ready for the flames and fire
Yeah, you've been warned
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

Don't expect me to turn the other cheek
You'll get biblical rage if you dare fuck with me
'Cos when you scarred my heart with that grave mistreatment
You made the mistake of uncaging a demon
Pain and rage I'm gonna make you feel it
When I strike your kingdom with the plagues of Egypt
I'll make blood rain cry from the skies
Sending swarms of locusts, lice and flies
While I take away your vital life supplies
Kill your crops and just watch as your livestock dies
Raise boils on your face and blind your eyes
While I light the night skies with my lightning strikes
And in the morning youll awake to my nice surprise
That I've taken the life away from your first child's eyes

Get ready for the flames and fire
Yeah, you've been warned
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

You've made me so crazy im flipping right now
I need to let my psychosis psycho side out
I've escaped the asylum in my patient's night gown
And I'm standing in your house about to cut your lights out
I'll take you captive and strap you to the cabin floor
And let black rat attack you with scratching claws
With savage gadgets from taken the traps in Saw
I'll set a timer on your face set to snap your jaw
Serial killer bring harm in abundance
Jack the Ripper weren't the harshest from London
I'll take you downstairs to the Pulp Fiction dungeon
Bend you over f your a with a truncheon
Choke your throat til your heart cant't function
Take your carcass to carve for consumption
And garnish with gravy and garlic and onions
And serve it to your mum when I ask her for luncheon

I'm gonna, I'm gonna make you suffer
I'm gonna, I'm gonna make you bleed
Bleed, bleed, bleed...



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Magill, Edyta Rogowska
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