From the fog and dreary night She storms out the gates, Riding on Her steed of death She hunts all she hates With a scythe in her grip She begins attacking A whirlwind inferno of bloodshed and hacking (chorus) On a lightning rod from hell, She blazes through the dark Collecting heads on her belt The Decapitress makes her mark! Her killings are legend, She sends every town into fear, When her enemies hide, She will appear! (chorus)