Vaultwraith - Castle of the Accursed

She leaves the Devil's mark on their skin
A death for each of their sins
Temptress of the forbidden
They are spellbound to give in
Alchemy is what conjures her; a succubus from Hell
She follows them at midnight; they meet near the chiming bells

Leading them on a doomed path
The iron maiden of wrath
Drowning in their own greed
Damned victims of depravity
Thrown from the castle, by a dark serpentine
Fed to death by the temptress; the necromantik queen
She turns their desires to decay
While their souls wither away
Once you sign your name
The parchment goes up in flames
Damned to be in His service
Cursed to be a succubus
Horse-drawn carriage for the maiden
Steered by the hands of Satan
Seven deaths to match their sin
The Devil's mark burned in their skin
Too late for a merciful prayer
You'll never wake from the Devil's nightmare
She turns their desires to decay
While their souls wither away
Once you sign your name
The parchment goes up in flames