She is a hunter in the night
Staying out of sunny light
Her steps are soft and silent
As her acts are rather violent
She is famous for her cruelty
Found many times blood guilty
It’s in her nature, raw and hot
That she kills you, right on spot
Your mind, caught by her body
And her eyes that shine so oddly
You’ll feel the pain before the dawn
As she keeps your blood as pawn.
