O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
How are thy spells so violent!
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
How are thy spells so violent!
Not only in the Ministry,
But even in Hogwarts is thy prime.
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
How are thy spells so violent!
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
For every year Voldemort,
Brings to us all both pain and glee.
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
May I warm your bed tonight?
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
May I warm your bed tonight?
Each spell doth hold its tiny death,
That gives our magic life and breath.
O Voldemort, O Voldemort!
Thy curses shine out brightly!
