Little girls and lullabies.
Blood curdled shrieks and eyes that cry.
Happy grins and shining eyes.
Mocking sneers and constant lies.
When you think you're doing well,
Something sends you straight to hell
Wrapped up in a little bow
When far off you'll be forced to go.
Sharpened teeth will bear you down.
Hope instead that you will drown
Lest those teeth rip off your head.
Now you've something you should dread.
Creatures chasing round and round.
Know your body won't be found.
Higher powers know hell hounds must be fed.
Unlucky you that you'll wind up dead.
