Belzado delgado, always concerned about her figure,
She drove a Coronado, craved attention from the guys,
Survived every night alone by swallowing her tears
And telling herself a million white lies...
'Hunt for fresh meat' was her motto,
Hunt and maim some wild animals to tame,
Those fellows who showed a weakness,
She would bring them home that night same.
Where's my torch? She'd ask out loud,
While her fresh fellow lay flat on her bed
Where's my torch? She'd whisper to herself
Just before she'd scorch an innocent boy dead.
She would pick the meat off of their bones,
She'd laugh at the smell of burning flesh,
As she torched and scorched her new found lover
One night of love they had with her, it was their last request.
Please... they'd beg long and hard
Teased by her golden locks and sweet scent
Seethe... is what she carried inside
Needing to unleash her wrath before she died.
Where's my torch? she'd ask out loud
As her siren song faded into history
Where's my torch? she'd laugh and sneer
To cover up her mountain of misery.
