Scything Harrow

Rot-souled
 She comes at night
 Infested harridan
 She carves the number 13 on my grave
 While the ace is still at my hand
 Oh... Each night when she scrapes at my soul
 Oh, listen old crone
 Why won't you leave me alone?
 Black omen
 With horrid speed
 The whore of Hell I see
 She burns the number 13 in my soul
 Walk with sin for eternity
 Oh... Each night when she scrapes at my soul
 Oh, listen you fools
 She won't leave me alone
 Oh no, She won't leave me alone
 Scything harrow
 Harancle of the flesh
 Out from the very maw of Hell
 Her supreme savageness
 Insectile and infectious
 She's pounding at my gate
 You bedevilled carrion woman
 Come to take me to my grave
 Callous and heartless
 Inflictress of pain
 As in the heart of every devil there's vain
 She's come to root it out
 Oh, Death she recommends
 To cast the dice of bone
 Rip the aces from my hand
 Bone deep
 The bitch had won
 Horrendous harridan
 Hacking a number 13 in my wrist
 That night scything down on me