Skulls creep upon your whim
Blood dripping on the carpet
As a girl dances in the moonlight
It tells a tale of sorrow
As she dances with the skulls
She can't but redeem
Your
Every
Want
As she dances with the skulls
Her life filled with sorrow
Twisted with her pain
Her scars shining in the moonlight
As they would with day
They can only whisper of what she has portrayed upon her dead soul
Which she cannot blame