She walks with grace in her step as if walking on blackened clouds.
Her blood stained lips show she has fed off the indisgretion of another.
The fire in her eyes keeps you coming back,
Another victim has fallen into her trap.

Its not love but an obsession to her ways.
Her cleansing bloody kiss is sweet but numbing.
The nails of life claw into her for support,
but with a much necessary failure lure you in to her world.

No is not a choice or an option to take.
Falling and dying is the path you choose to make.
She laughs it off no concience to speak of.
Oblivion is your way of walking into her hell.

To cetch her in her evil act,
Is like trying to spot the invisable man.
Whats the point of causing alarm,
When you'll never cetch her; you never will.

She's the goddess of darkness,
The queen of pain and mistrust,
Deceit and misleadance is her game.

Watch your back in that dark alley,
Dont ignore the chills that run up your arm.
Run from the shadows that cross your path.
She's watching you; She is watching me.
Watching her next victim entrancing them with her blood stained kiss.

------- Author's Notes -------

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