While op'ning the door caref'lly, I thought
Where are they all coming from? the blares
My brother running away, I caught
Why's he 'scaping? At me he stares
.
He shouted:"They are here, the evils!"
Felt how miserable the scene was, fearful
He was attacked by the 'em, the devils
That ran from her arr'gant soul, doleful
.
Since the day she got her shot,
Killed the child inside of us
We've been trailed along this plot
Now we can't count the loss
.
At first, we thought you care
We learned, heedful youre not
We've had few things to share,
You knew we cared a lot
.
Why did you sell us? Unfair
Feels we've lost the right arm
The truth that should be bared,
Could stop the pain, the harm
.
Fatefully, I had to let you go
Promising I'll never look behind
But I swear I'll kill that crow!
That owns thy soul and makes you blind
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