Her eyes are icy
Voice distant, pensive, cruel
Hear the dark men laughing
Hear the trouble growing
saying...nah...nonny, nonny, nah...

Do not touch her
You will never get away
If you're near her
You will never see the day
You can try boy
She will kill you anyway
Just run-just hide
Just run-just hide

She holds your eyes now
Your heart's a novelty boy
With her hands above you
Slowly wrap around you
Crawling up and down you
Stalking deep within you
Destruction from the inside
Psionic rupture from the inside
nah...nonny, nonny, nah...

And she has you
Falling quick prey
Face your evils
The soul that slips away
Holds your arms down
Knives and poisons
She will win boy
She will win, win
nah...nonny, nonny, nah...

And she takes what she wants
Smiles like a feline child
Pray for death to come soon
With the eyes of Fatale
say...nonny, nonny, nah...