Many versions have been told
Of her treacherous tale
But it always ends with a horrific death
And one ear shattering wail.

Careful not to say her name,
Three times will seal your fate.
If you choose to test this
It will soon be too late.

Stand before a mirror,
A candel in your hand,
Turn off the lights, and say the words.
Oh, wouldn't that be grand?

Careful not to say her name,
Three times will seal your fate.
If you choose to test this
It will soon be too late.

She will come out of the mirror:
From your call she will tarry.
Your death will be all your fault
Because you said bloody Mary.

Careful not to say her name,
Three times will seal your fate.
If you choose to test this
It will soon be too late.

Alas, you'll be no more.
You'll be dead and gone, it's true.
But she will go on forevermore
To get those who follow you.

Careful not to say her name,
Three times will seal your fate.
If you choose to test this
It will soon be too late.