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, whoa 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, whoa, all children weep And when she sings Lord Death will come and reap There are spiders in her hair Her skin, it crawls with them everywhere, whoa My heartbeat thunders like a drum when she is close I'm in love with her ghost ♪ There are spiders in her hair Her skin, it crawls with them everywhere, whoa My heartbeat thunders like a drum when she is close I'm in love with her ghost I'm in love with her ghost I'm in love with her ghost