My master, she, was very beautiful and kind
A new mate in her bed each night I did find
I had to find a way to make her leave them all behind
Blood drops on white roses.
Last night I saw her take a suitor to the park
There I prowled, my eyes peering through the dark
Listening to their conversation my mind lit a spark
Blood drops on white roses.
Watching their heated passion through the night
I cast my spell and lit loves angry bite
Shooting him through the eyes, my daemon then took flight
Blood drops on white roses.
My master threatened to skin me alive
I told her to not speak a word if she wished to live her life
A week later she slit her wrists and did not survive
Blood drops on white roses.
Down the sidewalk I make my way
To spend with my next victim the rest of the day
Planning another murder as I turn my tail to the house and walk away
Blood drops on white roses.
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