Miss Begotten

hell hath no fury

hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Like a phoenix from the ashes,

ashes, I am reborn.

If you wanted to bury hatchets,

you should\'ve brought a shovel.

You should know what you\'re in for,

you\'re in for some trouble.

If you want to weave a web, 

a web of lies,

well I can be Athena, 

Athena in disguise.

Our love can be Arachne\'s,

Arachne\'s tapestry,

tapestry torn.

Cause hell hath no fury

like a woman,

woman

scorned.