Queen of the Vultures

One step into her aflamed path With even an intention so good Anyone could, yet none should She knits your lips with her name So you won't remember the one who's heart you hold Your lovers' bane Her Eden's Revenge is all she contains The destruction of your soul is all that remains The Queen of Vultures and Wargs She serves Asmodeus and nothingmore Sitra Achra you will surely find Misstress of Mayhem The lights grow dim You've found the blood of your love "Just dream if it was only you and me Far into the left side far from The Hand of God Run with me into the deeps of Sitra Achra"