This is the tale
Of the black butterfly
Who leaves tears in its trail
As it flys sky high
It travels from soul to soul
Like a gypsie
Where it's going
Nobody knows
It's wings are silent
You are never sure when it arrives
Or when it goes
But while it is visiting you
You feel it's spell
A darkening trance
That feels like Hell
You try to escape
But it's wings wrap around you
There is no escape
The dark thoughts surround you
Just when you can't breathe
And your vision starts to fade
The suffocation begins to cease
You resurface, unafraid
You see, the black butterfly comes and goes
It is a passing trend
Just as you become your own foe
It all comes to an end
But for some it does not work that way
The damned black butterfly comes their way
It does not leave
Until it is too late
When all the love is gone
And is replaced by hate
The soul fell victim
And could not escape
The wings of the black butterfly
And at their funeral
The butterfly returns
As it lands on the shoulder of its next victim
Sending their soul to a place that burns.
