Bloody red slits gaze down at her,

Her body cringed in fear.

His fangs and claws dripped with her blood,

Her death was surely near.

A slash of daggers, the scar of wind,

Which pierces through her heart.

The man has gone completely insane,

She once thought they would never part.

The lust in his eyes began to grow,

As black blood flows through his veins.

She believes she can stop him by saying sit,

Or calling out his name.

Nothing seems to work anymore…

There's no more hope for her.

The animal has broken the rusty cage inside of him,

With a demonic, angry roar.

With a single pulse of red, hot blood,

He lunges himself at the woman.

She screams in horror and heart stopping fright,

He has no idea what he's doing.

Her blood is spattered all over him;

His face, his body, his clothes.

He delights in hearing the little girl scream,

And spurt like a garden hose.

Her screams will surly make him def,

He wants her gone AWAY!

Grabbing at her throat, he strangles her,

He likes that anyway.

Blood pores forth from her wounds,

And he cannot get enough.

She bucks and kicks and screams at him,

This is only pissing him off!

The last thing she saw was an angry man,

A man who feels no pain.

He loves to kill; it's his only enjoyment,

And his blood lust builds like a flame.

He's breathing hard… his veins start to bulge,

His hand raises high in the air.

She closes her eyes tightly, as frightened as hell,

Her life her would NEVER spare!

He finally kills her. Feeling hungry,

He devoures every last bit.

Leaving nothing for the maggots in the ground.

NEVERMORE WILL SHE SAY "SIT"!