12:00 midnight She's late
But you cannot quite give in to your hate the water flows in waiting at the seashore it's almost time to give into sin Where is she? This has never happened before And then...
You spot her dress That's when... What happened to her you'll never guess You rush to the scene you cover your eyes Because the sight is so obscene
Buzzing around her you hear the flies you decide to take a peek She's cut open from head to toe Tears stream your cheek as you stand there and watch her blood leak.
