The scent of burning flesh,

Wedding gowns turning red,

Slipping on a floor,

Covered in blood

Hollowed cheeks,

Cold, dark eyes

Expressionless lips,

Beauty always lies

Murder Queen,

Murder bride,

Queen of Death,

Bride of Knives,

Blood-soaked hands,

Turning against all

A deadly party,

Masquerade murder ball

Flaming hair,

Pointed, sharp knives,

Emotionless expression,

And she's here to fight

Murder Queen,

Murder bride,

Queen of Death,

Bride of Knives

Stained, ruined clothes

Thrives upon chaos,

Smiles full of doom,

Always one to double-cross

Quick hands,

Dark heart,

Messed up mind,

Yet still smart

Murder Queen,

Murder Bride,

Queen of Death,

Queen of Knives

Lives forever,

Preys upon the weak,

Covered in scars,

Never call her a freak

Bodies still,

Skin cold,

Death comes a calling,

Never growing old.

For she is the Murder Queen,

Forever the Murder Bride,

Kingdom of the Queen of Death,

Downfall of the Bride of Knives