Spiders In Her Hair Creeper

I always said I was
Blacker than the blood
Running through the devil's soiled veins

Until I met a girl
Not quite of this world
She was born in a fiery place

There are spiders in her hair
Her skin it crawls
With them everywhere, whoah
My heartbeat thunders like a drum
When she is close
I'm in love with her ghost

Her skin is pale
As the day is white
Her hair is blacker
Than the blackest night
And when she speaks, whoah
All childrеn weep
And when she sings
Lord death will comе and reap

There are spiders in her hair
Her skin it crawls
With them everywhere, whoah
My heartbeat thunders like a drum
When she is close
I'm in love with her ghost