Stab my bonnie lass,
don't think they'll stop just because you're sweet.
Stab my bonnie lass,
there's a heart inside their bloody bones.
Stab my bonnie lass,
don't you let your blade grow cold no more.
Stab my bonnie lass,
there's another body outside those doors.

You're a wild young wench,
you're the daughter of Báthory.
Your heart is like December,
though you wish your chest were empty.

Worse than Dracula, waiting for them all
there's a young boy's heart that
you've pinned to the wall.
Your eyes go red and your smile brightens
when I say,

stab my bonnie lass.
You're stuck here in
this castle, so alone.
The blood-lust has
you so blinded and insane.