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You see me chained to my demons

laying out on the grass

I've ways to capture the goblins

As a helpless wee lass

I can see you coming

but you can't see me

Preparing my becoming

Your ruler, master, and queen

I fake a moan to draw you nearer

You slowly take the bait

Your footsteps grow louder as you appear

You're almost mine, I cannot wait

To see the shock

And taste your fear

A ravaged hawk

Your paramour

You send out the ravens

Soon more will arrive

Just the flavor I'm cravin'

To bring my power to life