Shes patient like a panther waiting for it’s prey 

She will pounce and puncture then pretend you got away 

She’ll hunt you down and eat you because that’s what she craves

Follow the drops of blood like Hansel and Grettel 

I’m the wicked witch and I’ll cook you in the kettle 

Bake you in the oven, I bet you melt like metal 

Bet you didn’t know this sweet girl was a rebel 

She’s fucking fierce and deadly she doesn’t need weapons 

Her mind sharp as katanas you better come when she beckons