Blood trickles down your unsuspecting back
as I pierced through fabric with my pin
turning your irises black
as I light a match to artificial skin 
 
Engulfing flames burn through your spine
you run towards a jagged edge
as your mind is lost, becomes mine 
in a trance atop the ledge
 
I ripped out the heart that was sewn
stilled the pulse of my victim in thrall
falling as the winds had blown
when I blew down my voodoo doll.