A girl walks on the side of the road,
The cold summer night chills her to the bone,
Her demon gave her a huge thoughtful load,
He was starting to change his thoughtful tone,
Her demon took her away from her friends,
He made her a deal she could not turn down,
She could be in control of people's ends,
Blood had always turned around her sad frown.
Some people would never even be missed,
So why not use them to make her day fun?
She loves to get trips from crimson kisses,
Her happiness is the sound of a gun.
Her new victim started to run and fell.
She stood over him and sent him to hell.
