To enable the purest life force
\nTo be torn to shreds and die
\nStanding in the moonlight
\nWhere every word is a lie
\nDivorced from all reality
\nWithin a maidens soul
\nShe stands there in the shadows
\nBursting with control<\/p>\n
Pouting at the waywardness
\nHer camouflage attire
\nRainbow colours edged with lace
\nAnd eyes of smouldering fire
\nWithin her womb a life exists
\nWithin her heart it beats
\nA maiden in her petticoat
\nHer wayward glance unseats<\/p>\n
All around still gallant
\nAs this poor soul She killed
\nDelivering her message
\nFramed in blood she filled
\nIt full its vital body
\nWith her arrows painted red
\nWith pigment from the after life
\nEdged with vilest lead<\/p>\n
Born from a warm whisper
\nIn the image of a queen
\nHunting down the wildness
\nLike some failed machine
\nDelivering the arrows
\nAnd sucking in the air
\nThe huntress’s eyes
\nAre the coolest blue
\nFrom within any icy stare<\/p>\n
An innocent lies panting
\nChoking in the dark
\nHis deliverance was frantic
\nShe certainly made her mark
\nThe feminine turned reaper
\nAssigned to accompany him
\nInto the absolute darkness
\nReally on a whim<\/p>\n
She gets off on the terror
\nThe blood lust in her throat
\nWith her apple blossom lip stick
\nAnd her gothic whiteness note
\nHer leggings of pure leather
\nBorrowed from some cow
\nWho had tasted her own rich blood
\nAnd really wondered how<\/p>\n
Any other female could ever sink so low
\nTo participate in the slaughter
\nOf another and to know
\nHow much of life was left to live
\nAnd To share the forests breath
\nTo pull the trigger like some man
\nThe finality of death<\/p>\n
To feel the rush of adrenaline
\nAnd The sweat between her thighs
\nThe orgasm of the devil
\nIt comes as no surprise
\nThe psychopathic resonation
\nDrawing down belief
\nThe hunted lost forever
\nIn what is eternal grief<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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