Child of the end

Dark winds dance in your hair,
A sharp chill goes up your spine,
Say your goodbyes,
Because tonight you will die,

In the dark shadows,
Appears an arcane little girl,
Bleeding from everywhere,
She is not from this world,

Slowly she walks toward you,
With a blade in her hand,
Paralyzed,
you can't move,
This girl is not sad,

She has no regrets,
No tears run down her white painted face,
No sorrow, no empathy,
She'll kill you with haste,

Now comes your time,
I see your eyes are filled with fright,
I see them flood with tears,
Well dear...
GOODNIGHT!