A lady, cold blooded, dressed in tight fitting white She possesses a mansion Her home better known as the lair of the white worm Her eyes, a deeper green, glowing light in the dark And at night she's a snake Dwelling in the pits of the lair of the white worm A secret well preserved She's lurking in the dark No-one ever made it back alive No-one knows it is her Monstrosity in a human form She's a thing of the night She transforms in a snake in the lair of the white worm The pit in her house goes down to the bowels of the earth Pray God you'll never meet this creature from the deep of the lair of the white worm Blood stains on her neck, her breasts Her eyes show she's aroused The bodies in the pit, ripped apart, mangled hard The screaming of the souls everlast In the lair of the white worm Lady Arabella dressed in white She has diabolical cunning She's moving about in the form of a snake Disappearing into the impenetrable gloom of the mysterious orifice Then a man came around, trying to solve the mystery Stories became legend became myth and forgotten in the course of history Secretly, carefully filling the pit with dynamite Waiting for the moment to blow out the pit in the lair of the white worm A secret well preserved She's lurking in the dark No-one ever made it back alive On a night in a storm, thunder and lightning lit the sky Then the storm, coming near Lightning hits the heart of the lair of the white worm With a bang the house explodes A roaring scream sounds below Venom blood, snakeskin pus A bloody ma** splatters from the lair of the white worm Lead: Sattler Leviathan is gone The white worm is dead