Sensorial

Mary Ann Massacre


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Living beauty wreathed in rot
A wraith, a murderer she is caught
But not before she purloined
Innocent lives for bloodied coin
False love vowed on the altar
With icy heart she does not falter
Facing now the hangman's noose
Still the truth she does not choose

Whose blood is on your hands
THE BLOOD OF LOVERS THREE
Whose corpse warms your bed
THE BODIES OF YOUR CHILDREN

Mary Ann Cotton, have you forgotten
That you are human too
Mary Ann Cotton, when you face judgement
The devil will come for you

Mary Ann Cotton, have you forgotten
That you are human too
Mary Ann Cotton, when you face judgement
The devil will come for you

Crying to your soulless eyes
Begging mercy, mercy, please
No life or redemption left for me
My end before me is all I see
Drinking deep this poison burns
Praying next will be your turn
Cursed soul of blackest night
You are born a hellish blight
With dying eyes, I see you now
Your fair form hides a demon foul


Writer/s: Sensorial