These words are to warn you, before it's too late

Beware of deception or you may meet your fate

She has compassion for nothing, her wicked hatred runs deep

No mercy for horses, nor people, nor sheep

Her eyes hold a story, one she may never tell

To the world just a story, but to her it is hell

If only we knew how her pain could be lifted

Then maybe she'd change, maybe she could be gifted

Just for now keep your distance so you wont be a victim

Most have been random and noone knows how she picks em

She sounds like an angel when you hear her voice calling

But if she is an angel, she is one of the fallen

She may once have been graceful, but now it's pain that she brings

I wonder why she changed, and did she lose her wings

What could fill one with hatred, well I guess noone knows

Did she deal with the devil, the collector of souls

Just keep your eyes open she may come in disguise

But when she finds a new victim, you will know from the crys

Her mind is quite clever, that's why they still haven't caught her

And if she gets in your mind, you'll be a lamb led to slaughter

Written by Charles Goode
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