Her malevolent snake like ways betray you all.
Fooling the agar minds with false persecutions
.A thousand corpses hung slain on the counts of a harlot.
The black magic she has gained from the depths of hell, the rituals to summon false promises of her nature.
They partake to their greeds.
Though her failed attempts have been seen.
Filled with fear, her hourglass is coming to a halt.
No escape from her fate , so her lies will progress.
And progress to no extent.
No extent!
Convinced them all, and portrayed such an innocence
Blamed them all, of their innocence; their submission was her key.
And so their torture begins; they suffer, they bleed , they cry.
The threads are pulled to no extent, and so it progresses.
Praying as they come closer to non-existence.
All on the counts of a fucking harlot.
The blind eyes distorted by fear,buried beyond conscious of ever being clear.
Convinced them all, and portrayed such an innocence.
It progresses to no extent!
Not for long x2
Though her failed attempts have been seen.
Filled with fear, her hourglass is coming to a halt.
No escape from her fate , so her lies will progress.
And progress to no extent.
No extent!