Down in the heart of the dark Under the surface beneath Be wise to read these words for they might decide your fortune On their way through mist on dark waters a ship has lost it's course Rocks ahead but there's something more - the mist comes alive
Temptress is my name and I lure the weak hearts of men into temptation
Serpentia is my name and I sway my tongue with the wickedest persuation
And I am the queen of us three beauty is my virtue, I am Deirdré
Men; we shall stay here and enjoy the hospitality of the sirens three Inflicted by spirits, cursed The crew sail on into certain death Into enchantment the men fall Sirens, they feed on lost souls at sea The tale is said to be as such that one turns into stone in the depths by only one touch as deadly as can be Unfortunate ones are those, who live to tell the tale
Temptress is my name and I lure the weak hearts of men into temptation