Post by Graveyard Goddess on Oct 21, 2005 21:12:21 GMT -5
Little girls gather around;
sit down upon this tile ground
Look onto your eyes
and wait
for your tragic fate.
Black Agnes; Bloody bones;
I summon thou to a presence known
Mirror portal; ghastly groan,
she’ll drag you, To her bloody throne
Scratches you until you die
If she finds your helpless cries
Shes sure to have a splended time
Violently killing the poor little girl
Who expected not a thing
other that the shrill laughter which it could bring
For only those who know her worth;
shalt sing her name.
Mary Worth
Mary Worth
sit down upon this tile ground
Look onto your eyes
and wait
for your tragic fate.
Black Agnes; Bloody bones;
I summon thou to a presence known
Mirror portal; ghastly groan,
she’ll drag you, To her bloody throne
Scratches you until you die
If she finds your helpless cries
Shes sure to have a splended time
Violently killing the poor little girl
Who expected not a thing
other that the shrill laughter which it could bring
For only those who know her worth;
shalt sing her name.
Mary Worth
Mary Worth
