Mary had a little lamb,
his heart was black as coal-
And he snuck into her bedroom,
with plans to eat her soul.
He crept up close to watch her sleep,
he climbed atop her bed.
His gaping maw did open wide-
and soon he left her dead.
He vanished then without a trace-
her body left to cool.
The people never knew he was
a demons mighty tool.
When people came and found her dead-
they put her in the ground.
The lamb was left to carry on
his killing spree in town.
Never was that lamb called out-
he killed them one by one.
The toll of deaths ran high but oh,
his plan had just begun.
