Fickle fortress is her lair
A silent maiden is waiting there
don't misjudge her ,for heavens knows
She need no rescue, she comes from below

You waltz in sword in hand
ready to defend for your a galent young man
you realize not that , this is a trap
better back up,while you have the chance

The room is shaking
the spinning wheel turns
As sinners do
the maiden grins
She takes your hand
and drags you down
She takes all you have
Even your sound

Back to rest
she lays down
until another
fool comes around