Lights, fairytales told at nights Songs to keep you awake at night Black magic comes from her eyes You can run, you can hide but don't ask Her to fight you She's come from a different land Where dragons play on the sand No men has ever denied They can run, they can hide, but if she wants a fight No light Inside She flies Note that you can't trust her Beauty, note that you can't trust her eyes In the meantime You can call her priest crime She'll be burned Now she has to leave town In the meantime You can call her priest time She'll be burned Now she's gotta leave town In the meantime You can call her priest time She'll be burned Now she has to leave town In the meantime You can call her priest time I'll be burned Now I gotta leave town