Widowmaker

The Widowmakers come for blood
She wants your head
Lures you in with love and lust
Made in heaven
The Widowmakers come for blood
She wants your head
Lures you in with love and lust
Match made in hell

Blood-soaked hands and a knife for decor
Corpse left to rot on the cutting room floor
Doesn't give a fuck about the pain that she brings
Only interested in your suffering

All is lost
And love has died
It was all a lie
The angel inside her has died
All is lost
And love has died
Now I say goodnight
I won't make it out alive

Run
While you still have a chance
All bets are off you're as good as dead
Fucked
By the witch of the damned
There's no escape caught in her hands
Convoluted manipulation has you ponder on what's to come
Burn
In the flames of demise
You have been trapped in her demented disguise
Bleed
But you must not die
Until you've been drained of all you have inside

Go

Blood-soaked hands and a knife for decor
Corpse left to rot on the cutting room floor
Doesn't give a fuck about the pain that she brings
Only interested in your suffering

All is lost
And love has died
It was all a lie
The angel inside her has died
All is lost
And love has died
Now I say goodnight
I won't make it out alive

Blood-soaked hands and a knife for decor
It's the curtain call next stop is the morgue
You're useless now she needs you no more
You're corpse left to rot on the cutting room floor
Goodbye



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Jablonski
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