Didi the witch, riddled her mirror holds Brilliantly weaved the darkest underworld show Pale face of a queen Satin eyes bright and green How can this beauty be mean? How can see make peaple scream?
You got no chance with this face Terror cannot nest in grace More spicy looks you will need Take our advice to succeed...
Pick your cold and beautiful razor Cut your skin of your face to the bone Curve your signature on your scull And shave your hair, so your name will be known
Kneel before the witch with the nasty scars Horrible show takes a lot of blood Behold his highness the butcher surger If you wish I'll be glad to help
Endless hurt in this bloody work I’m scared to death with what I heard Fearful Didi brace yourself Grab your razor and slice like hell Pain I defy my blade I try I'm the mistress of dark!!!
Didi stands like a queen Blood pours down from her chin Proudly weeps with a howl Shadows and demons she calls
Nightmares she wakes on the stage Curses she summons with rage Audience freezes in awe Didi burns with her love love of dark...!!!