The Fisher comes.
You're a little girl, and you can't resist.
The Fisher harms.
I bring you endless torments, endless fears.

Your guts are mine,
Your pulsating brain and your sick heart too.
You die, I smile.
I see your crimson blood on my white shoes.

My Crimson King,
He controls my thoughts, I'm a slave to him.
His Tower sings
Inside my crooked spine; it tells me whom to kill.

I kill the kids,
I drag all their souls to the Tower's top.
No chance to win.
I never sleep at all, I lurk in the dark.

Don't try to stop the Evil,
No one can stop the Evil,
You feel the Crimson Fever,
You're a fish in the Crimson River.
And the Fisher will catch you...
The Fisher will eat you...
Fisher...