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The Girl in the Tower

There's a girl in a tower
Waiting every hour
There is no light
No way outside

She feeds on those who come near the tower
Pulls them through the bars with unbelieavable power

Covered in blood and bone
She's living here alone
painting red her once white gown

Locked inside
Windows barred
Mouth open wide
Her face is scarred

Do you dare come near the tower?
Hide in fear, cry and cower
This girl is not a harmless flower

The wet red drags you in
Your fear tastes sour
Before you get crushed between the bars
You see a bloodstained grin


Followed

In the forest
No sleep, no rest
It's a blood fest
You're not my guest

Dark and black and slim and tall
Run away until you fall
Broke your legs, you better crawl
You'll stop soon, then I can maul

He will find you
He's behind you
He will find you
Don't look behind you

A faceless head
As good as dead
Just fear and dread
Watch where you tread

Limbs black and long
So very wrong
Rip out your tongue
Don't sing his song