A storm is loosed upon the sea

Whose eye is stained with tears.

A wretch Hell bound and bent on blood,

the makings of the fearful's fears.

The tide it stole away her grace,

the depths, they wouldn't claim her.

A toil begat by father's blood

This path was laid before her.

Redemption borne by brigand's blood

A blight upon the darkness.

The pact embraced, a road unsought

The Maiden of Death won't be unwrought.

Her wrath is known throughout the black,

the gardens of death she is tending

Vengeance is her only ward

Beware the blood red rose's thorn.

whoo oh ohhh oh ohhh oh ohhh

whoo oh oh oh oh ohhh...

whoo oh ohhh oh ohhh oh ohhh

whoo oh oh oh oh ohhh...