Macy was but a little kid, when labeled "psycho"
A dandy girl with a daisy to a craze.
Chasing flees every morning, from her bloodied wound.

"Crazy Macy" they say, she has told of her doomed tales, always dancing to the tunes of our deaths, as we fall victims to her maze.

"Tasty Macy", her head coated with their screams as she slashes them free from their sleep.

Macy always knew about her demons, as she fought them always creeping to her dreams.

We were told about the troubles of "crazy Macy", of how she was a sweet girl before turned stale.

She killed not for the sheer of it, she never believed it as murder, she told of how they all begged for a relief.

They...