Black Rose Killz

She looks good, she looks great
But you have no chance
She’s a killer of the night
You can’t resist her dance
You can start to pray
But there’s no way
She jumps her whip
She wants you dead
Black rose kills
Under red lights
Feel her whip
She’s so wild
Belgian blood, belgian filth
People call her queen
Queen of lust, queen of death
Princess of the whip