• Devil’s blood runs in your veins,
    A light metallic taste on tongue,
    Your eyes shed tears of red,
    Cheeks stained with deep stinging scars,
    Scarlet lips on pale skin,
    Charcoal eyes still open,
    Heart beating such a slow pace,
    Until the strings have fallen.
    The door still open,
    A breeze that pounds hard,
    The cardboard surface of the house,
    Lifts up gently.
    Blinking at the wall before you,
    Never to see what is out,
    Seen only through the plastic door,
    That only swings about,
    Trapped inside the box before you,
    Doll: Little girl, see now?,
    A jail you have put me in,
    Unmoving as I may seem,
    But deep inside this little doll,
    Is a heart so *dark* bright that I gleam,
    Must you put me in this cage,
    While sun is still shining?
    Little Girl: I am no fool,
    I know your little scheme,
    Your only goal is to,
    Run away from me,
    But I’m too smart for that,
    No fool I shall be,
    I will never let you run free,
    Keep you attached to strings.
    Devil’s blood runs in your veins,
    A light metallic taste on tongue,
    Your eyes shed tears of red,
    Cheeks stained with deep stinging scars,
    Scarlet lips on pale skin,
    Charcoal eyes still open,
    Heart beating such a slow pace,
    Until the strings have fallen.