Sep 2016
"Clever am I"
Her dead King tells her
As he slips beneath her paper flesh
And threads her blood with his own
"Clever am I"
Her dead King tells her
As he haunts her, blurring her vision
So that he can slip on through
"Clever am I"
Her dead King tells her
Grin a wicked creature
Teeth sharp against her chilly skin
"Clever am I"*
Her dead King tells her
Stepping out from the forest
With crow's blood staining his tricky fingers
Her dead King tells her
As he slips beneath her paper flesh
And threads her blood with his own
"Clever am I"
Her dead King tells her
As he haunts her, blurring her vision
So that he can slip on through
"Clever am I"
Her dead King tells her
Grin a wicked creature
Teeth sharp against her chilly skin
"Clever am I"*
Her dead King tells her
Stepping out from the forest
With crow's blood staining his tricky fingers
