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The Red Death Ball (Pestle Hana)

Nothing much to see, But a sad, sad, girl In purple polka dots And her long black curls. She sorts the sad remains Of her broken baby dolls Such delicate delight In the red death ball. But they don't see... If only for a friend, Maybe one she'd spare After mommy by her hand, Even daddy didn't care She locked away the dark And waited for the day She could play... There's nowhere to run And no one can hide Come one, come all To the red death ball Like pawns in play, We all fall down So come one come all To the red death ball The taste of 23, The time had come The invitation read: Drink, Dance, and Fun! The guests they filled the hall As she succumbs to lusts for gore Our hostess locked the door... The screams were heard for miles The sight no one believed She dreamed that they would bleed But dreams can much deceive The scarlet river flowed Now our villain is free Not one survived... There's nowhere to run And no one can hide Come one, come all To the red death ball Like pawns in play, We all fall down So come one come all To the red death ball And as she danced They took her down Among what was left of them... (away she went) But they don't see.... There's nowhere to run And no one can hide Come one, come all To the red death ball Like pawns in play, We all fall down So come one come all To the red death ball There's nowhere to run And no one can hide Come one, come all To the red death ball Like pawns in play, We all fall down So come one come all To the red death ball Nothing much to see, But a sad, sad girl In purple polka dots And her long black curls