A simple act of evil.
A simple act of betrayal.
No second thoughts of remorse,
It weakened the darkest of hearts.
A young girl cried for her demons,
She will have them for many years.
She will tell of many tears,
Caused by her revengeful eyes.
And she will want more to destroy,
She will grow fonder of the smell of blood,
And mourns her brother to make her thrilled.
So she lies helplessly in a trap,
Ready to tear and place you in a wrap.
So in these days,
Hold on to each other tight,
Don’t let go until the time is right.
Because the girl who mourns and murders,
Longs for her brother’s resurrection.