I was a witch in the time of Descartes
A time of secrets and
Hiding my art
Fought for my soul
But they tried to tear it apart
Saw the ashes of my friends floating by...floating by....floating by
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
Who does she thing she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
I am a virgin, I am a whore
I am a saint and a sinner galore
I am the inventor of my own tradition
I am the ruler of my intuition
I was a whore in the temple of Babylon arts
I know the key and the form of your heart
I know how to make you tremble and groan
Got the power of the universe inside my own
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
Who does she think she is
Lonely girl in a lonely world
I am a virgin, I am a whore
I am a saint and a sinner galore
I am the inventor of my own tradition
I am the ruler of my intuition