After the sun descendance, When the shadows of the cemetery cross Is bound to the obscurity No more children's snicker, no more games... Everybody's afraid of the Lady in Black... Once mortal virgin, now an un-dead creature Wake up in your grave And arise from your d**h, Innocent corrupted soul, you feed yourself with blood Pure children slaughtered by Lady in Black With the light of the torches for company Four men came for her Flowers scattered on a maiden grave They met the eyes of the creature of Hell They were the eyes of the beloved, For shape and color But the eyes were filled with the fire of Hell She was coming nearer with a Languish grace, then She said: "Come, my lover, leave the other and come to me. My arms, they desire you. Come we will lay together. Come, my groom, Come!" But the husband arms k**ed her and then He kissed Her with the tenderness of a lover His tears swept away the filth from Her body And soul. A salvation for a creature Of Hell No more children's snicker, no more games... Everybody's afraid of the Lady in Black... "No longer She will be an un-dead of Evil. She's a true dead of God, and Her soul is with Him!"