Cellerful Of Snake

Oh shiva,
Princess of the dying moon
a purple break out of your crashing cocoon
you found a new appearance to start a new doom
whenever a snake charmer plays a martial tune

Everyone will love me in a Cellarful of snakes

Oh shiva,
princess of the midnight sun
you get the whole empire under the gun
you wont stop the extinction till bloodoath is done-
You turn loose hell and fire to cut them and run
I found her in Arabia
I found her lying in a Cellful of snakes