Sindarilla (Fairytale Abuse)

Behold for here she is - spawned in the underworld Hear her cries - from those you cannot hide Feed the wind - with your sore depression Touch the sky - before you die An undead whore mourns by the waters of life Her beautiful skin mirrors the glittering stars above Her bewildering eyes Enmesh every spirit more or less Sindarilla No one can match your demise Sindarilla The death you spread on life Her hair as fine as feather, but arched like the life she lived Her veins unfolds in bloom of magical energies Her corpse so beautifully kept as if she never died But fury came with the angels dark - from them you cannot hide She dances with the dead in the showering rain One dance - she bleeds again Lifeless - She holds you Caring - She feeds on your soul Lust loss! Debauch! An undead whore mourns by the waters of life Her beautiful skin mirrors the glittering stars above Her bewildering eyes Enmesh every spirit more or less Sindarilla No one can match your demise Sindarilla The death you spread on life