Come into my parlour

Keep aside your armour

It never was a match

for my luminous feline eyes,

Eyes that were innocent balls

framed by ponytails and dolls

until my childhood was taken

to be trampled 'neath your feet,

feet that I learned to fear

Their carnage not forgotten

ruined and bloody I lay

while you walked away,

away with innocence...

Now its your turn to dread

beware my naughty smile,

learn to fear my caress...

Caress me, worship my body

till it suits me well, then

bring the next man inside

and throw this one in Hell.

~Bittersweet~