oh precious child of mine
your eyes have become the ocean
that haunt the dreams of men
mankind cannot resist such a sin
unaware of what the storm would bring
they buried her, dead or alive
she woke among the very beasts
that no man, could survive
wicked tongues caress her
a soul so pure and clean
the devils kin undress her
as the light begins to fade
the moonlight reveals their true form
their grins, like wolves that bare their teeth
lurking within the shadows under weeping skies
a slaughter of revenge
like wolves that bare their teeth
torn apart beneath a moon lit sky
she swam within their blood
a grin and growl so sinister
like wolves that bare their teeth

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