She paints a perfect picture
She tells a flawless lie
She sings a song of beauty
A haunting lullaby
Her song is one of sorrow
A portrait of her life
And those who are captured
Haunted by her strife
Her song will leaver you crying
She'll wipe away your tears
But compassion is a falsehood
Created over the years
Her song will penetrate you
A knife straight through your heart
The tune will plague your footsteps
A seductive piece of art
Her lullaby will soothe you
Her song will give you wings
Her mournful voice will trap you
Everytime she sings
Her song is one of anguish
An image of your fate
But you know her purpose
It is far too late
Her acid tears will burn you
Her knives will slash your skin
Her crimson blood will stain you
Forgive you of you sin
Her melody will slay you
Her hymn will let you fly
Her song is flawless sorrow
Death's haunting lullaby
