Now look at her smile,
Your mind it will rile,
It can't be wiped away,
For mercy she won't pray.

Slash open her little throat,
Skin her alive, make a coat,
Rip her beating heart out,
Crush her bones with no doubt.

Whatever you do, it'll fail,
In the end you're too frail,
With no voice she can laugh,
Grin without head's missing half.

Blood rushing through your veins,
Wrath will devour mind's remains,
You can't escape her words' chime,
Daring you to break her one more time.