Dimmu Borgir A Succubus In Rapture
Illness and plagues, torture and blight
is what she brings
Mocking holy standards, deceiving feeble fools
is what she loves
Granted with powers, gifted with magic
Watching the world through ravens eyes
Damned woman Mischievous whore
Heretic prinzess
Devils own
Her seductive elegance
excites your weak flesh
Her diabolical beauty
enchants your bewildered mind
You damn woman
You mischievous whore
You heretic prinzess
You are Devils own
(performing an ecstatic dance: )
A serenade made out of black magic
She has learned to set souls afire
and makes sure that yours never
will leave its trance
Her diabolical beauty
enchants your bewildered mind
