• the moon was bright in the sky
    and there she was
    running through the forest of the night
    bloody feet
    thoughts of fear
    the3 image in her head
    his bright white tail
    with a duty that will not fail
    trembling, bleeding with fear
    remembering all she use to feel
    love and efections
    happyness and free
    his bright red eyes
    that use to be sweet
    his long silky hair
    his hard
    his bright white teeth

    as tears
    comes from her brown eyse that light with the moon
    she stop
    lookin mazed
    there they stand

    trough the woods
    i hear a cry
    of a poor girl
    that died
    and you ask
    the reasson why
    because of a monster
    a lover
    a guy.