Born in times when all was stone All that's left is dust and bones Somehow still she lingered to be In Satan's clutch for eternity You'll find out what you didn't believe For like Medusa's web she'll weave They call her a whore But her charms meant more For she'll petrify you below earth's floor Chosen to return by command for death Forced to inflict her immortal test None see what they're about to go through Until she's won and you turn blue You'll be petrified, turn you to stone Petrified......dust and bone Oh roll me over, won't you take me down Petrified.....turn you to stone Petrified.....to dust and bone You'll be petrified.....turn you to stone You'll be petrified.....dust and bones You'll be petrified.....she's gonna turn you to stone You'll be petrified to dust and bone You'll be petrified nothing can help you now Written by: B. Liebling & J. Hasselvander
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