This angel dressed in black and red
With murderous thoughts running through her head
She walks the streets alone at night
Under a shining moon, so pale and white
Trying to escape her living nightmare
A way to leave all that's unfair
But again tonight she must stay
Because she did not find her way
Again she must return to her room
Where her nightmares may consume
This poor angel that had fell
And landed behind the gates of hell
So alone she sits in her room and cries
As her mind sings her sadistic lullabies
