• Twas' Upon A Time
    In The Winter Mist
    Little Bloody Mary
    Had A Lovely Kiss

    At Midnight O Clock
    She Stared Into The Mirror
    Asking For That
    To Be Her Love Forever

    She Stared For 72 Hours Straight
    When She Woke Up
    She Was Dead, And Full Of Hate
    As She Said On The Mirror Of What She Had Written
    All Her Love Was A Bucket Of Necks Slitten

    Her Love Was Gone
    Her Memories Had Faded
    No More Love
    Just Being Crated

    So Every Night At Midnight O Clock
    You Stare Into The Mirror
    When The Clock Starts To Tick, Tick And Tock
    There Be Bloody Mary
    To Chop Your Head Off