"Brimstone eyes she hath,

Black in colour looking sad

The hair like straw, her skin so raw...

A debauchery decadent"

Grandmother used to tell

"beware do not go near the hut - I say!"

It was believed to be the home of a witch

- a house left in decay

They speakest alright

'Cause I went one night

And saw the old house

Ivy all around

Suddenly I was bound

And fell in darkness

People brave enough went

And faced the things they said

They never came back, neither to be,

Sorry for their misbelieve

Only pieces of their bodies hanging up

On the strangest trees they found

Forming shapes that may have linked

To whom the parts belonged in a whole lifetime

In her arms you'll crackle like fire

In the night you'll see her Swallowtail

When she's near you'll hear hell's choirs

Run (as) fast as you can, right in the arms of the unknown

Swallowtail Swallowtail

They told me that your evil would prevail on me,

But now I know you are not what they say

Swallowtail Swallowtail

Your beauty comes like sunshine after rain, so warm,

An unexpected spark to wash away the dark

She was supposed to be so old, deceitful,

Not deceivable

Death she'd exhale from her never

Ending rings hanging on her nose

They speakest no right

'Cause I went one night

And saw the old house

Butterflies around

Suddenly I was bound

And fell in beauty

All the things they told me - liars!

All because she is too beautiful

I know I won't go back 'cause

At the end I'll be a butterfly

Swallowtail Swallowtail...

Swallowtail Swallowtail...