scissored hair brushes her face
and climbs to the clouds above her
twisting like roots beneath her feet
tripping, the thoughtless pagans' meet,
stalked by vengefulness, rivers cried sweet.
ruby waves crash on the glass shards
that paint the beach's mournful hues
and slipping beneath the hollow ground
playing tunes and melodies, a shreiking sound
that travels where it will never be found.
blood on sparkling silver blades
stand out against the whiteness of heaven,
taking scarred pictures out of their frames.
playing terrorizing games
with the children without names.
fleeing into light from the nightmare,
a woman cries for her child's caress
but he lies bleeding in the glass
someone came and killed his ass,
tomorrow is the funeral mass.
harsh words play against the clock-
tire the hunted from winning the game,
restless legs search the night
but never stop for unstable fright,
mocking you as you struggle to fight.
clinging to her mother's shoulder
a little one cries the night away
finding playgrounds to make her kill
nobody dares to fight her will,
she never looks back and time stands still.
broken wastelands flat against the sky,
antagonizing protestors with angry strife
and finding the hollow sounds inside
a mother with her child to hide
the storms will come and travesties collide.
clawing, the angry mobs all run
at the door with full on force,
they scream and shout, "avenge the ripper"
someone yells out"your daughter's a stripper"
the young men of town all rush to tip her.
smuggling demons past the ports
the boats collapse and sink below,
crippling the sailors beneath the water,
trembling in fear, what have they taught her?
goddess won't heed their whorish daughter.
stifled murmurs from below the waves
creatures plead their master for mercy,
warble incessantly like urchins from the lake,
they corrupt the vices, nothing's at stake
there's only petty lives left to take.
seven zombies cry without feeling,
six cats cling to the ceiling,
five tongues find girls' mouths appealing,
four terrorists are doing fate dealing,
three people corrupt without healing,
two do the scalping, living skin peeling,
one by one, our lives they are stealing.