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Yuki-Onna
Inside these white forsaken lands
A temptrest phantom claims demands
A ghastly seductress lureing young men
Into a fates most grusome end
Deep inside the snowstorms wrath
She's waits and watches her victims path
Schemeing and lusting for untimely demise
Painting her image with a goddest's disguise
Just at the momment when he looses his mind
A beautiful white maiden shows him of divine
Heavenly features only seen in his dreams
Not realizing she's only there for his screams
She motions up - far into the storm
Where her devilish acts will be preformed
Already under her captivating spell
He follows her into his personal hell
Tansfixed with all the stangers mystery
He writes the pages of his tragedy
With ink that weeps of crimson tears
Ignorant- he's wasting all his precious years
The weeping willows bark of curses
Is were she stops at- singing verses
Deceving you becoming martyr
Just like a fucking lamb to the slaughter
Evil takes advantage of being naive
Knowing what to do to get him to believe
Snakeing behind him to force what she needs
Tricking him to sit on his knees
Traceing his skin with flicks of her tounge
Sinking her fangs and hoping it stung
Rejoicing in pleasures this fools blood has delivered
Draining his pathetic life as he shivered
Lust is what is truley took him in the end
He could've continued his journey and not gave in
But the momment he saw her he had no future
And was forced to be art- her new icesculpture
A temptrest phantom claims demands
A ghastly seductress lureing young men
Into a fates most grusome end
Deep inside the snowstorms wrath
She's waits and watches her victims path
Schemeing and lusting for untimely demise
Painting her image with a goddest's disguise
Just at the momment when he looses his mind
A beautiful white maiden shows him of divine
Heavenly features only seen in his dreams
Not realizing she's only there for his screams
She motions up - far into the storm
Where her devilish acts will be preformed
Already under her captivating spell
He follows her into his personal hell
Tansfixed with all the stangers mystery
He writes the pages of his tragedy
With ink that weeps of crimson tears
Ignorant- he's wasting all his precious years
The weeping willows bark of curses
Is were she stops at- singing verses
Deceving you becoming martyr
Just like a fucking lamb to the slaughter
Evil takes advantage of being naive
Knowing what to do to get him to believe
Snakeing behind him to force what she needs
Tricking him to sit on his knees
Traceing his skin with flicks of her tounge
Sinking her fangs and hoping it stung
Rejoicing in pleasures this fools blood has delivered
Draining his pathetic life as he shivered
Lust is what is truley took him in the end
He could've continued his journey and not gave in
But the momment he saw her he had no future
And was forced to be art- her new icesculpture
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