Hell hath no fury
Like a woman's scorn
Mother earth sends her tempests
Be warned
Hell hath a temper
Like a woman's scorn
She sends her tempest, a maelstrom
Look deep into the eye of the storm
Oh ye of little faith
Be warned
As the wind blows
The tide will rise
The lands will burn
Smoke in your eyes
Hell hath no fury
Like a woman's scorn
Mother Earth release her nature
In the final storm
We of little faith
We have been warned
The maelstrom and the tempest
Deep into the eye of the storm
Hell hath no temper
Like a woman's scorn