Everything she touched turned to dust
Every metal started to rust
Under her fingers they’d corrode
All of the silver, copper, and gold

But with men she pulled them in
Letting them drown in her sin
A deep sadness in her bones
She lived in them like they were home

Everything she touched would collapse
And she begged to get it back
The days where houses would stand
And not fall to the softness of land
Her soul tainted with poison
Her words and moods unstable

Everything touched turns to dust
But she loved the ones who spoke corrupt
Foreign languages on their tongue
What she wove could not be undone
She would poison them all the same
And in the soil she would remain