Those monsters ***** my innocence My crystal white falls Turns into stagnant Stinky reddish Blood like river
My mother dressed me With a cloak of religion Hugged me With heavenly manners But they ain’t gift
She hasn’t told me That beyond our fairy home Were monsters With venomous fangs Vampire alike
They’ve kissed my lips My neck, my heart And my brain
And now my seems Stagnant stinky reddish Blood like river ready To flood the mind Of those innocent And surely Every beautiful butterfly I’ll kiss Will suffer some metamorphosis Mostly, they’ll turn into bats