Don’t get too close
You’ll crumble
It’s not the life she chose
But she doesn’t grumble

You’ll turn pale
You’ll become ash
This isn’t a tale
You’ll be gone in a flash

If you get near
You have a last request
Steer clear
Or death will infest

She’ll choose your fate
If you take another stride
She’ll find the right bait
And a grave she’ll provide

I warned you
I wasted my breath
Everything she touches
Turns to death