She stands by the iron gate
Watching as the mourners cry
Her eyes full of grim delight
Basking in their sorrow
Consumed by her darkness
So young only fourteen
See her at the funeral
Not one has she missed yet
She's cloaked in darkness
Observing grief
A young girl monster
She's living for the dead
For the sadness left behind
She longs for grief and pain
How it fascinates her so
Oh she loved to see the sorrow
Be among the weeping crowd
She became impatient though
Waiting for the living to die
She fed children rat poison
To see them buried and soothe her ache
She stands by the iron gate
Watching as the mourners cry
Her eyes full of grim delight
Basking in their sorrow
Consumed by her darkness
So young only fourteen
See her at the funeral
Not one has she missed yet
She's cloaked in darkness
Observing grief
A young girl monster
She's cloaked in darkness
Observing grief
A young girl monster